We ended up in a lunchroom. (A nice one that I later found out was the nurses' only dining room).The interrogation began in earnest then! I mean of al... the stupid questions, why was she asking me if I liked girls? Of course I said I did and that I had a girlfriend. She seemed to relax then, why? (I know now, but I didn't back then!)All the regular stuff was explained to me and I was offered a job for a great wage!!!! $1.25 an hour!!! I was in heaven!!! Now for the other stuff....Uniforms, all. "All three looked up at me when I stepped into the office. The two women resented me. I'm 35, a little flat-chested, with dark hair to mid-back. I'm not unattractive, but I know what's right and what's wrong. And that puts some people off -- just the ones that want to do wrong, though."We have an 11:00," I told Principal Edwards."Yes, we do," he smiled. "Come on in, Deborah. What can I help you with?"I pulled his door shut behind me. "We have trouble," I declared.He sighed and almost rolled his. I pulled off mybelt and let the trousers fall to the floor before quickly unbuttoningmy shirt and throwing it to the floor. It felt even better with myclothes off and the site of me in the mirror excited me.When had I ever been this into lingerie, especially on me?The marble floor was cold to my feet and my hairless body held no heatmaking me that much more aware of the garments clinging to me. I lookedand felt amazing.I examined my hair again as it felt different when Alastair had run hishand. Not surprisingly my premature ejaculation was also a compounding problem that prevented us from ever having “movie sex”, so our sex life suffered. My wife was at first understanding and clearly our sex life was never going to be the envy of anyone. So, it wasn't long after we married that my role in our sex life was to become well established as her expert pussy eater and I embraced it because that’s what she said she wanted and it was clear that she really enjoyed it. Our sex was routinely.