Ednesday, April 6, 2005I was outside my sisters' bedroom door at 6am, when a bleary-eyed Donna came out. She'd be firing on all cylinders in a few mor... seconds. We headed outside.Once we were on the sidewalk, I said, "First point of business. No pretty girls have hugged me today, and I need one to before I can run properly." And I gave her a quick hug. I could see she really wasn't in the mood, but that was okay, they're there for when she is.She said, "You're just trying to make me go easy on. ”“Oh, no,” I said. “I'll clean up.”The futa-nurse licked her lips. “Let me take care of that. It's a... medical issue so we can justify that for the Program rules.”The staff couldn't have sex with students unless they were officially dating—even if that was only a for a week as Ms. Tyrell, the drama professor, did, dating a new student every week—or if it was part of a lesson or some way connected to their job. The nurse doing something medical related definitely skirted the line.The old me. She had to get through this as the first step on her road to recovery; she had to purge herself by admitting to herself that she did indeed have a problem."My parents and siblings no longer speak to me because of my addiction; it has also cost me my husband and two children and I don't even know how it started - suddenly it was just there. I never thought I was different from other girls of my age. I was curious about sex and I eventually gave in to my boyfriend when I was eighteen and I liked. You see my wife was beautiful, she is a petite brunette about 5’ 1” tall, weighed about 105 pounds, small perky tits and a nice firm ass, with a movie star face that drew stares wherever we went. One day my wife said, Phil’s resort bar is in financial trouble and Lori needs something to draw in the young boater crowd to increase their business. Lori had asked my wife Suzy, and two young teachers Sasha and Sandy to “spice up" the atmosphere in the bar by wearing just skimpy shorts, sexy white.