‘Oh, I’m sorry,’ he apologized. ‘I won’t make any more jokes. Let me help you with your shirt since you seem to be stuck like the Tinman.’...He pulled my shirt up over my head. He hesitated and it felt like forever. At some point I had started chanting ‘getitoffgetitoffgetitoff’ under my breath and it was helping me focus and creep a little farther from the edge of insanity. Some distant part of my brain was screaming at me to stop being so ridiculous but I was too freaked out to listen. I felt. He said he would start with a normal examination again with his fingers to feel where the bump was and then using a tool called a proctoscope to see what was going on inside. He said it shouldn't take more than 15 minutes. So he asked her to get on top of the table on her knees and bend all the way forward. She said she was very nervous as she waited for him to get the KY and lube his fingers. Fortunately he was very gentle and slid one finger slowly in. He then took two fingers into her pelvic. “Do you really think you’ll ever see them again when they aren’t forced to be here? If you do, you might think again.”Frank took a step back but stared at Brock.“Mel comes back because she wants to,” he said forcefully. “She hasn’t had to come here for two years.”Brock smiled and shook his head.“Mel comes here because she’s worried that Jen will run away the first day she’s here and create a whole mess of legal problems for their Mom,” Brock said. “You take a real hard look at them when they. I never entered Megan. Her pussy was too special for that.Bronwyn Moore had long auburn hair which you only ever saw tied up in a pony tail. I used to have PT classes at the same time as her, and I would often see her swimming. She was tall and lithe, with a swimmers physique, and penetrating blue eyes. The girls at school wore one-piece speedos that showed every line, every curve, and every glorious nuance of the female form. As she wrapped her long legs around my waist in the swimming pool.