And then there was Pete: Pete was a nice guy but really, really annoying with his Nascar and his Ninga motorcycle talk and his stupid video games. But...he was good looking and adored me and treated me nice. And then one evening during a ‘make-out’ session he tried to ‘go-down-on-me’…….. I let him, (I did not encourage him) I just let it happen. It was horrible. His beard felt like 180 grade sandpaper (If you wonder why I know this, I work at Home Depot) his tongue felt like the same feeling you. I rather figured that would be aninteresting bar to try and figure out exactly where that line was at. Idecided to keep it fairly simple, a couple of hair clips, my makeup notsuper over the top but a little on the goth side, my usual piercings, aneck choker, and a nice light blue top to go with a skirt. I did opt towear the high heels again, as I was getting pretty good at walking inthem. I kept the striped socks on, I thought they looked cute. Mychastity stayed on. I really didn't want a. Her breathing was shallow and her face was beet red. When Zack reached for his glass, Anne Marie looked at me and just sort of shrugged her shoulders as if to say,“Sorry, honey. I just have to have him.”She then turned to Zack and said with a devilishly slutty look, “Want another one of my oranges?”With that she deftly lifted her shirt over her head, reached directly into the pitcher for an orange, and squeezed it onto first one and then the both of her nipples. Zack’s mouth dropped open and. No contact. I think that’s what they do.”“Okay. Thank you, Doctor.”“You’re welcome. Good luck.”He pulled the door closed behind himself, leaving me ALONE.Soon I was in the recovery room with this guy, and I’m not really sure what I’m supposed to do. I sigh. ‘Okay, Mimi, ‘ I tell myself, ‘you’re a nurse. You’ve got ONE patient right now. You can do this.’Apparently ‘doing this’ included a gentle caress, tracing my fingers along the curve of his brow, then down his cheek.“I’ll bet you’re one.