I don't want to frighten you and I slowly push the bathroom door open, poking my head round and giving you my best smile. You smile a sheepish smile b...ack and say, "Looks like you caught me!" I was right after all! Her hand was between her legs. I'm imagining a finger in between her puffy pussy lips. She moved it out quickly but not before I had seen a sheepish smile cross her lips. She is sitting in a deep bubbly bath, blond hair cascading down to the water. It is slightly damp but not wet.. .” I trailed off, letting Trish fill in the details of what I’m implying.“I understand,” she said. “If people found out what I’d been doing, I’d be out of a job, or even arrested. But you have an amazing ability, and I know that there are people who are suffering, and you could help them!”Between Carol, Trish and I, we worked out a way to go to the clinic and see “special cases”, incurable cases where medical science can’t help. We would be anonymous, I would be introduced as some kind of. Just then, I felt Hannah's hand rubbing the hard on that somehow managed to grow without me being aware of it (how that happened I'm not for certain). At this point it was obvious what she wanted and I was going to do what it took to give it to her. Her hand was beginning to drive me crazy. I needed to release my hard on considering it was straining painfully in my pants. Sensing what I needed - and without asking or breaking the kiss - Hannah expertly unbuckled my pants and freed my aching. "OK, Bill, don't fuck up. Be on your best behavior and your most charming self. I'm not trying to pressure you or anything, but our future depends on how well you perform this afternoon. We sure don't want our children to go hungry." You're a beautiful bitch!"She laughed. "Hell, we might as well laugh about it. No point in getting all worked up." Intellectually, I know that. I have to show more than casual interest, but not desperation. Until I met you, I was happy with my current job. Now, my.