She reached in the bra cup and pulled her perky tit up producing delightful cleavage and then she frowned as she turned right and left again and bent ...orward a bit looking at her reflection.My cock was so hard it hurt, the throbbing in the tip begged me to rub it. I knew I should not be looking but this view was too delicious to pass up. I watched as she reached behind her and unhooked the bra, the elastic escaped her fingers and sprung open, yet the bra clung to her tits as their weight sagged. He stepped back to admire his work, it wasn’t half bad. Theesah seemed to like it too, her eyes widening as she appraised the flowing stalks and the intricate petals.“H-how’s that?” he asked, wondering if he had done it right. She warbled her approval, then took his wrist again, dipping it into the blue ink and planting his hand into the meat of her inner thigh. His feathers flared as his fingers sank into it, the mosaic of smooth scales deforming, her flesh spilling between his digits. Deep. After I read it and was putting the book into my bookcase, dropped it and a small, thin old checkbook slide out of the back page.There were three checks stapled together and a small thin red golfer's pencil. To this day I am not sure what compelled me. I opened the old checkbook and started to write on the check. "Tina is addicted to me fondling her breasts" is what I wrote. I hid the checkbook in my dresser and played Halo till bed time.I never thought about what I wrote. Over the weekend I. Winks at me and then knocks onthe door, again."Mrs...." Doctor....." I am still on the phone." I looked at the clock, you asked for a minute, I gave you three."Mom doesn't leave the doorway."I was on the phone with the Department of Social Services......" Apparently they put you on hold. I presume you were calling about theanti-social tendencies of the little hoodlums who attacked Dani,yesterday?" Look at how your son is dressed." So, a bunch of students physically assaulted my child,.