I noticed a good number of empty beer cans on the tables, and realized I had walked into a party. We conversed, and he told me he was a retired widowe... who had been one of the original residents of the complex. He was very bald, average build but with a beer belly, and was wearing a t-shirt and khaki shorts with sandals. Donna introduced me as her "friend", and that I was her boss's nephew. To my surprise, Merrill said he knew who Lorene was, and the he thought she was a "babe". Right then, I. .But that day changed my life…) I was feeling different don’t know what to do whom to tell my feelings… Came home I and sis had our lunch… While removing my plate my sis bent down I have seen cleavage and she caught meShe: what r u seeing?Me: your boob’sShe: damn…. Don’t you have manners,? How dare you see meMe: no I am not seeing yoursShe: r u out of your mind? Who else is there hereMe: while coming home now I have seen a gal with thigh length skirt and cleavage revealing top.. Seeing you I am. For a fleeting moment I thought I should snap a picture and text it to him, after all he had just gotten a new phone, but decided to stick to my guns that this night was all for, and about me. Another long sip of wine and I was finally feeling the stresses of the day lifting from me. I reached over and grabbed the thick blue vibrator the one that most reminded me of his cock. Teasingly I slipped the tip into my mouth pretending it was him. I bobbed the vibrator a few times before I decided. ”“And her psychiatrist?”“Has admitting privileges here, so he’s more directly involved. Once she’s at a point where she’s home again, if she can go home again, then I’ll be able to work with her.”“I thought you were a doctor,” Elizaveta said.“I am, but not a medical doctor. I have a PhD in psychology. A psychiatrist is an MD who specializes in mental illness. The main difference is that I’m not permitted to prescribe drugs. There are also slightly different rules with regard to what tests I can.