. when will I see the Major, I need the toilet" she begged."When he wants to put some more in there I would think Ma'am" But I need to relieve myself ...argeant, I'm getting quite desperate" Oh good he'll like that" they both chuckled."Now if you want to see the Major you'll put your shoes and stockings on!"She lifted her skirt and put her suspender belt on, then she struggled to pull the barely black stocking's on without sitting. eventually the last clip was done up and she lowered her skirt.. We did hold hands, but almost as soon as it was over, she let go and started walking away with only a quick glance back.When we got outside some of my friends walked me away to make sure I didn’t hurt him. It was a nightmare. Laura and I hadn’t spoken alone since that day on the beach, other than her call to tell me of the fire. Even making the arrangements, he was there, hovering, not giving me five minutes. I blew up at one point, wanting five minutes with my sister and Laura got angry at. Her eyes land on my groin the third time over and she smiles. I feel my face getting hot, and my neck is warm, I know that I'm blushing. "What..." my voice cracks a bit, "What's wrong?" I ask, coughing to straighten my voice. I look down at my groin and see that my erection is clearly visble through my flimsy slacks, my cock is pointing straight out, and even I have to admire how big it is. He smiles wider and leans against me, pressing her breasts on my arms, and this just makes matters worse.. When we asked what she’d like help with, she debated for a while. Eventually she asked that she be told it was ok to pick a time each week and not have it be scheduled or planned. She was so used to having everything organized, she had been building up a need for spontaneity. I added an instruction that she accept how meticulous she was, and to enjoy both the strict and loose periods as normal for her. She was already a yoga practitioner so she and Stephanie got along fabulously.The rest of the.