Sure enough, the day came when I came out after my last class and saw her sitting on the steps. I strolled over to her trying to act casual, "So, wher... have you been?" Oh, I've been around. Did you miss me?", she said, a sly smile creeping over her face."You might say that", I admitted."Well, that's good. I wouldn't want you to forget me. So, are you busy this afternoon?"I couldn't think of anything to say that wouldn't sound real stupid. Finally I said, "I'm only as busy as you want me to be. .. something like that. It will help her to make the mental and emotional transition to life outside our closed environment."I've already talked to you about our methodology, so I won't go into more detail, unless you have questions. It's the usual twelve step process with open group meetings, presentations and one-on-one discussions with our clinical staff."I left him to go visit a friend, Mark, from the Enology program at Davis. He had been the wine maker for a small winery, but when I talked. I reached back and took it in my hand, I wanted to feel it! He told me I was a good gurl and kissed my shoulder again. I stroked it several times, feeling the hardness and his length, and I even ran my thumb across his piss slot. It was a cock that was not my own or a toy. It was soft and rock-hard at the same time and it was real. I had no idea a grown man could have a cock like that and I rubbed every inch of it, even though I couldn't even see it.After a couple minutes, I pulled my hand back. Maybe it won’t feel so much like extra work.” She chuckled and guided me to the couch.The large coffee table was set up with everything we would need. “Let’s order dinner before we get too busy and forget. I do that a lot,” she said, her sensuous lips forming a small smile. “What would you like? I know a great Chinese place that will deliver quickly, if that’s okay with you.”“Sure, that will be fine, thanks.”Gail picked up her phone and made the order. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Even her.