Sooo goood... She hand a hand lightly over the lingerie sitting on the end of her bed.I thought I threw that out yesterday.Her hand stayed on the 'can...i' embossed on the bra. She picked up the garment, slowly pushing herself up with the same hand while the other still worked the toy. She crossed her legs to keep it from slipping out while she strapped the bra in place. She drew in a deep breath and sighed with the warm tingles now floating around her body. She fondled the garter and then. She said, "This will only take a second, but you have to spread your legs apart."I did and she sprayed my groin again! OH I HATE THAT! It was freezing cold and everything shrunk again. She held each piece against my body one at a time. She wrote a few things on a chart and then told me it was time for my shower. ALL RIGHT! She showed me where it was and I gladly entered. She added before closing the door that I should shampoo my hair as well.I said okay and took a nice hot shower! I washed off. The number of sordid little visions that went through my head in that moment I could have sworn I’d have been staring for a good hour, but what turned out to be 5 seconds had given me a chance. I had peaked through my door of opportunity. Only that night the opportunity ended up being slammed in my face rather than gently knocking and I resigned to console myself with a pint and a bag of Cheese and Onion crisps. I wasn’t going to get any this evening that much was clear. It didn’t help, but. She’s a bully. She’s mean to everyone, especially to the kids who aren’t real good at defending themselves.She has attracted a small group of followers, kids who don’t really fit in for one reason or another. That kind of person will always have their sycophants. My friends and I just avoid her. We feel sorry for the kids who run afoul of her. They always suffered from an encounter with her. But there isn’t much we can do about her.Life would have gone on like that, except for one thing. Julie.