Motherwas assigned as a therapeutic nurse and started working with Lisa.Part of Lisa's treatments was in the swimming pool to exercise thedamaged legs... She had to wear a swimsuit and of course she picked a one-piece. That covered some of the scars on her torso. She also wore aboy's swimsuit over her suit to cover her legs some. Mother suggestedthis to her and Lisa actually borrowed one of my suits (without myknowing it.) Mother spent many hours with Lisa and soon Mother wastelling Lisa about. She knew her mother was slighty smaller than her, but thought she must have some clothes more sexy than her usual school garb. Nothing in her mom’s wardrobe was at all exciting, so she put on some old jeans and a summer top and took off to the shopping mall.Not knowing what to look for, she found herself in a factory outlet store for sports and leisure clothes. An assistant saw her looking a bit lost and asked if she could be of help. Jacqui blushed and said she’s like to try on some gear. ”“That’s one–” she pauses abruptly to swallow her breath, shocked by another sharp drop of the plane, “Word for it.”With my voice trembling, I say “Come on… You’re enjoying yourself a little, aren’t you?”“I am.” She bites her lip and nods almost urgently in agreement, then slams shut her eyes and chirps slightly in lieu of a grander reaction to another substantial jolt.It’s not long before my mind returns to my own experience. The tool between my legs is steadily moving me closer to the edge.. Your physiological responses to sexual stimuli simply are not very strong. Like you said, a women with a healthy libido may have experienced an orgasm at some point during that examination - even here in the office. It’s just a physical response. Also, the lubrication produced would be much more abundant and quite a bit more viscous.” “So what does this mean? I’m just done enjoying sex?” I asked, a little dejected. “No, certainly not! I haven’t gotten to solutions yet. As I was saying, when.