Frank sauntered into the recovery area. The radio was blaring that Ferris Bueller song: 'Oh Yeah' by Yello. "Working hard or hardly working?" He immed...ately winced."Working hard," Tonya answered with a glare.He feigned interest in her patients. "I can see that. What's wrong with these gals?" He pointed to a row of beds along the far wall, where nine women furiously scratched at themselves through their hospital gowns."Schrodinger's Pube Syndrome," she answered."I never heard of that one," Frank. . but so detailed and so nasty... " and she laughed softly, sexily. As he followed her closely, she walked around to each statue again, only this time her hands reached out and stroked the statues, she wrapped her fingers around the huge cocks and slowly masturbated them with a smile on her face. She caressed the women, their wooden breasts, lovingly, lightly rubbing one finger over the nipples the way she herself enjoyed. Then to her own amazement she looked up at Brother Bob and then leaned. Everything was black and white. We were taught to be principled. I felt cheating was wrong. It was me who discovered and confronted Brandy, Tommy's wife, about her cheating. When Brandy refused to stop, or tell Tommy, I told Tommy. There was no hesitation, I just pulled out my cell phone and called Tommy right in front of Brandy. However I still think Tommy went too far after he found out."Overreacted!?" Vince was not agreeing with me.I would need to explain this in better detail. So I said. She pushed my arm down flat on the bed, where she tugged on the silk as if to instruct me to leave the arm there.I almost shook my head. I could feel Traci relaxing as her body started to give in to pleasure and overcome her fear. What I really needed was both hands on her ass to massage it and help her to relax.Carol didn't care what I needed. "Too long," she warned again, and she pulled my other hand from Traci's breast. Once again, she pulled my arm down to the corner of the bed, where she.