Is it a guy or a girl handling your mail? Whether the case I guess your beautiful eyes won't be the first thing he or she will notice.One last envelop... to send. Get out of the office, though. You'll send it from the mailbox outside. Happy? No more subtle glances or creepy stares now for a while.Now get right in front of the mailbox. Take a deep breath and take off both your skirt and your top. Don't worry, I wouldn't leave you naked in the middle of the street. New clothes are waiting for you. I walked Nurse Ginny home that morning after the night shift and tucked her in without even attempting to hump her for good measure. She was still far too nervous about the whole affair and ready to jump out of her skin at the slightest loud noise.The floor supervisor was a head nurse called Nurse Betty and she was a bit of a flake never really talking about practical matters like changing sheets and giving a reluctant patient a wash and getting only harassment in return. She was always into. Well, fuck her. Wait, no. Wrong insult. He sighed, pulling an old shirt over his head, as images of her boobs jiggling while bouncing on the diving board filled his head. How did she always know how to push his buttons so well? Practice maybe. They were always going at each other like that; Mike winning some, Danni winning more. He always managed to get in a few good hits though, before she threw the inevitable knockout blow.Unfortunately she’d gotten used to the insult ‘Hoover’, and it wasn’t. ”“That last statement is the key to everything in life,” I said. “If you have an open mind, you’ll discover that the world is a much more interesting place. Let’s start with a discussion about ‘truth’.”The Rap Session went as so many of them in the past had, and by the time we had refreshments, I was reasonably certain the eight new kids would return, though I had one final caution for them, which I said while we were standing around drinking and eating snacks.“Your parents are going to think.