"You're impossible," she said. "I don't like being contradicted." She scowled at me. "Come here. I don't like to have to prove what I'm saying is true..."She motioned me into the closet and I followed her instruction. Then she pushed me back against the shelves that held the pencils and pads and other supplies. She followed me in, and before I knew what was happening, pushed herself against me."It was just like this," she said, her torso pinning me against the shelves in back."But you said the. Some are turned on by the colour and length of their hair. Others by their eyes. Some are turned on by the shape of a woman’s legs, and others by the size of their boobs. I even have one friend who gets turned on by extra thick eye lashes or hairy armpits! My personal turn on is arses. I love a nice peach shaped bum, a nice sexy bubble butt arse. That really gets my hard cock throbbing. You can imagine my delight, therefore, when standing right in front of me as I entered the lecture. Opening one eye very slowly, she saw Keebler laying sprawled over a pile of books, he was holding his head and making the most disgusting groaning noises, it was making her stomach roll. She suddenly stood up and bolted from the run, a hand over her mouth, she dashed past Marluxion, running quicker she barely made it to the convience in time. Sometime later a very white faced Bitsy walked back into the study. She made a face at Keebler, who seemed to be just fine sitting drinking a cup of a. She was shown the outlay of the home, there were six patients of which four were men, she was shown what was required of her and where all the medications and the necessary toilet facilities were including the showers. "You will have to shower the patients for some finding even washing a burden", she was told. She was introduced to the other carers and left. "You won't get much more help from her", another female carer said as she introduced herself. "I'm Clare"."I agree with what Clare said",.