I thought I looked pretty good but I wasnervous as a whore in church sitting in Dr. Wagner's waiting room. Yesthe red suit was classy with its hem end...ing just above my knees and aform fitting jacket, The jacket was cut so I didn't even need a shellunder it but I wore a white silk scarf under to prevent any possiblepeeks at my bra or forms."Well this is a pleasant surprise Beth," Dr. Wagner smiled as he emergedfrom his office. "Come on in." Thank you," I smiled as I grabbed my purse and followed. I thought I could hear his breathing; it could not have been my imagination. It seemed like hours before I heard or felt movement, even though I know it was maybe only ten minutes. I felt his eyes on my body, maybe planning his next step. Finally, I heard him close the drawer to the bedside table. I tried to listen for any telltale sounds but all I heard was him moving around the bed. I pulled on my restraints to see if they were loose enough to move but they held tight. I was spread open for. By Saturday evening, I had ham and bean soup slow cooking for Sunday dinner. A little cornbread and some greens and we’d be all set.In the meantime, I still had to cook dinner Friday night, after which Jas and Sarah Lynn decided to make a Jett sandwich between them.Ah woe is me. I have such a hard life.The respite was brief. After work on Saturday, I had to head to the airport. Mary joined me and we filled the wall with clouds, birds, and airplanes. The big weekend paint performance was just. As my imagination runs wild, the day goes by. It’s all a blur; I barely remember even arriving at school. All of a sudden I was sat in Mr Thomas’s lesson again; he’s talking about recycling today. Yawn! I can see Scott watching me; my pen is in my mouth again. I’m waiting for the bell to ring... Time seemed to be going slower than usual. The anticipation is killing me! Gently I squeeze my thighs together, rubbing against my soft panties. They’re damp. Again I look over to Scott, who winks and.