.. J... June Sir. Please call me ah... June."Damn, this is just not right. Why is she acting this way. She didn't stammer ONCE when she was talking to...the doctor, and a doctor is a hell of an authority figure to most people. Well, one way or another, here goes."June, you drove the RV that hit my car causing it to ram into the electrical pole that the wire fell from that fell on me. During the time I was brought to the hospital I died for almost 5 minutes after which time I came back. That. He answered the door in his robe again."Hi, Mr. Grayson," I said anxiously."Hello, Brittany."He let me in."Well?" he said."Uh ... what?" I said."Why are you still dressed?" Sorry," I stammered, rapidly removing my clothes."Sit on the couch," he instructed next.When I sat, he dropped to his knees in front on me and pushed my legs open. He grabbed my pussy and again it felt more like an inspection than anything sexual."Shave closer," he said."Yes ... sir." It felt right to call him "sir" with the. .. Where? The North trail is deserted...I will go up there...She had her hair brush and thought that will work... She walked a little further. What was that sound? Oh just a squirrel... She found a nice place in the woods by a big rock and sat down... She was very quite and made sure no one was around.After 20 minutes she decided that it was safe and started rubbing her clit form the outside. I will leave my shirt and puffy vest on just in case...I can explain my pants being down but not my. Or Brock.Van didn’t really know the term for it, not being too smart, but he knew that he loved the idea of women bossing him around. Even Cheyenne doing it turned him on at least somewhat. He wanted to be made to suck women’s toes, to rub women down and kiss their flesh, to watch them have sex with other men, or at least suck their dicks. He wanted to have a woman sit on his face and ignore him, to have to sit and jack off while ... Cheyenne or some other girl fucked a guy or girl in front of.