One was dark haired and quite tall, with long hair and carrying a pink backpack. She wore cut off jeans and a black T-shirt. A pair of sunglasses held...back her hair. The other was blond and a bit shorter, but still taller than Liza. Her hair was cut short, just above her ears and she had a black flared skirt and a white blouse knotted at her navel. “This is Josie,” said Liza and pointed at the brunette, then she nodded to the blond and continued, “and this is Brooke. Ladies, this is my. He offered to make them both lunch. Alice was tempted to turn his offer down and do it herself, because she knew how much of a mess he made, no matter how simple the meal. He always seemed to use three plates or pans when one would do. Still, it'd be rude not to let him do something nice for them both, and so she watched as he kicked up a storm in the kitchen.They ate on the couch, and it seemed like things had finally gone back to normal once more. She was pleased Mike had settled down. He'd. I had to leave the room when she started to sing “Old Miss MacDonald had a clit, e-i-e-i-o. And on her clit she would rub e-i-e-i-ohhhhh. With a climax her and an orgasm there. Here a cum...”The therapist was right behind me and quickly closed the door before anyone heard what Paula was going sing next.“I don’t even know what to do with her now. The patients we normally have need to start with things like car, truck, finger, hand, nose,” Paula’s brain trauma therapist said. “I barely kept from. I didn't think it was a good idea because some of the tricks that Mrs. Stern was well-acquainted with would be virgin territory for the two teenaged girls and they would probably feel a bit outclassed by the older woman's skills. Of course, I was hopelessly unable to deter them from their naughty plans and we all headed over to her house with my conscience bothering me about my lack of adequate resistance to my sister's interrogation skills.I watched with unbelieving eyes as my sister donned.