Stepping under the hot water, I started thinking of my afternoon with Mr. Peterson and soon was massaging my breasts under the water. I moaned a litt...le as I pinched one of my nipples and moved my other hand to my clit. The hot water running down my breasts and stomach felt amazing. I moaned a little louder as I stuck a few fingers into my slit. I moved my other hand to my clit and imagined it was Mr. Peterson doing this to me. My breathing got heavier and soon I felt my orgasm rushing through. We got out of the shower, rubbed each other dry and went to the living room.While we were watching tv and fondling with each other she told me she had a proposition. She said: honey, if you do everything that I tell you to do for a month, I'm yours forever. You will probably have to do things that you never thought you would do but that's part of the game. If you can make it trough the month I am your sex slave until I die. I will do anything except eating shit. Without a doubt a agreed. Ok,. The heated flow of blood to his face deepened his tanned coloring. His shirt highlighted the toned definition of his chest and shoulders, almost straining across his biceps. His blond curls looked darker, smoothed into waves that flowed to the back of his head. Anger rolled off of him like a tidal wave. Regan was scared and turned on at the same time. She could feel her thong getting wet. Her dark, almond shaped eyes were stretched wide and glistened like glass reflecting the pulsating lights. Shawnee made it a point to ensure that everyone who came into the E R was treated with dignity and that all patient rights were followed to the letter. After the loud yelling match in the middle of the E R, Shawnee was reprimanded and informed that if it happened again, she be released from the intern program. She walked around the corner and to her dismay, there lay a man, completely uncovered and in full view of anyone that walked by. ‘Damn it!’ she growled in a low voice as she grabbed the.