‘Mmm,’ she said appreciatively as her fingers found their target and she discovered how wet and open I had become, and she stroked my slit firmly ...hrough the damp cloth. I was now so turned on, and realising that I very much wanted this to go further – now, and in the future. Her hands deftly pulled my uniform skirt up to my waist, and then slipped the panties down my legs to my ankles. I stepped out of them with alacrity, and my new tutor in love steered me backwards to one of the chairs. I. . er well tits!" You are not alone in that," said Dr Anita, "the large breast implantthing that you see in the media makes a good story, but the vastmajority of breast surgery is on normal, ordinary women who have normal,ordinary sized breasts and implants."We spent an hour or so in her office. After a breast examination, whichshe pronounced herself happy with, we spent the rest of the time goingthrough the options, type of implant, how they should be fitted, whatsize to have, how long it. “I brought shame to my family. There’s nothing I can do to make up for that. But I believe my death will end much of their suffering, end much of their shame. For that, I’ll be happy to die tomorrow. I’m sorry to them, I’m sorry to my family that I couldn’t do better in school, land a better job, be in a better situation. That I’m a disappointment ... I am truly sorry to my parents. But I’m not sorry to anyone else.”These words were the same as the final statement she’d made. I guess she’d. “Here it is. Ummm… enjoy?” I went back to my room and back to Hamster. Before I closed my door, I looked back at Tom and winked. Yup, I did that. He saw it and winked back. “Just um, don’t, um, you know, come back into my room or anything. I don’t want that AT ALL. Nope. Not one bit.” I giggled. I think he got the hint.After a few minutes, my door opened again! OMG! I squealed a little bit and Tom poked his head in. I giggled when I saw him and said, “I thought I told you NOT to come back to my.