I'm not sorry however that you are handy. I love the taste and feel of you." With that he slid down and mouthed Debra's clitoris. She shuddered, again..."While you're in the afterglow of sex, if that's what you call barely controlled violence, I'd like to know, from a professional educator's point of view. I was a psych major before I became an administrator. How and where could a boy your age learn things like that?"Since she seemed to be actually only curious about me, I decided to be. "Give it some time. Go get some counseling. But most of all, while you're giving it some thought, think of all the benefits. You won't have to search in vain for clothing your size. You'll be able to exercise better, which'll give you more energy in your life. You won't even have a tenth of the hygiene problems you used to have. And with the new laser scalpels the surgeon uses nowadays, you'll barely notice the scars after a few weeks. Instead of mentioning Jolene by herself, I should've also. I left with Cindy to a local bar and sat at a table with her. In moments we started to drink, drink, and drink. She was tipsy, but still got along fine. She opened her coat and freed the pressure on her breasts with that. They still seemed to stretch the fabric of her blouse, practically begging to be released. I couldn't help it, I gazed at them. The alcohol in my system made me do it without regret. I looked up and caught her catching me oogle her boobs. She gave me a big smile. Then. "When was the last time you saw Tami dress like a... ?" I wanted to say slut, but decided against it. "Or Robbie? Or Mikee for that matter?" Paula does." Paula's a junior and a different person." You can't tell me how to dress." I..." Damn, she was right. But I didn't have to like it. "Okay."Traci looked like she had won the argument and turned to leave."Didn't you want to talk to me?" Oh, yeah. Uh, Robbie was saying something about maybe having a couple of woodwinds in your show."News to me..