She helped us each pickoit a dress and we headed home for a night of fun. Following a longshower, with Jenny I might add, we began dressing for our n...ght out.With Sarah's advice, I had chosen a Maroon lace flare dress that stoppeda few inches above my knees. Underneath I wore a matching color bra,thong and garter belt set with nude nylons. Jenny warned me I would gethot at the clubs, but I didn't care. One I wanted to be warm on thisseasonable, but still cold night and two I wanted to excite. “We will have to do this another time” I said.“Maybe later” she chirped. The idea got my dick twitching. Next thing I know, her lips are planted on mine, and her tongue is in my mouth. “I got on mom’s computer when she was at work and saw how to do this.” I kissed her again, wondering hell I had gotten myself into. Good thing the parents didn’t see. Shit, that would be the end of my life. If they didn’t kill me, I’d kill myself. But there was something special about her. All the risk seemed. Rita had eighty bucks in her pocket now another forty dollars would be more money then she had seen for some time. Hell with over a hundred bucks she could score some rock and still have enough to rent a room, take a shower, watch some TV, and get a good supper. It was almost enough to let her live like a normal human being for a day or so. She picked up the wallet and removed forty more dollars, then removed her shorts and panties."Shoes and socks too," the man said.She complied leaving. ’ Angie melted a little inside. Maybe she got a little more emotionally involved than other therapists, but she just wanted to take him in her arms, cradle him like a baby in her safe haven and lull him into a veritable coma. God, what he must have been going through…she may not have been able to relate firsthand, but she could treat him. She uncrossed her legs and leaned over to address him a few inches closer. ‘Of course I’ll help you, Dennis. That’s what I’m here for. There’s a reason I,.