‘I know, but that doesn’t change anything. Nothing could happen beyond this conversation.’ ‘So we’re supposed to just pretend?’ He took ...my notebook and looked at what I scribbled on the sheet. ‘What do you want your story to be about?’ Yup, I thought. I couldn’t believe that after wanting him, being confused about my feelings for him and Jonathan I had to forget everything. ‘I’m going to write a story about a girl who wants to be with her teacher, but he wants to pretend he doesn’t feel the. This brings me back to Deirdre’s belly button, which to me looked like it was practically a second pussy. I attacked that pseudo-pussy with my tongue, practically fucking it. As I kissed my way down Dee Dee’s stomach, my hands had been fondling those lovely breasts, gently pinching those sexy nipples. Then I slid them down and beneath her legs and started squeezing her round soft ass. My body had slipped down between her legs. My mouth started working its way down from her belly button. Dee. Lissa came over to my side where I lay on the floor and gazed down at her best friend's handiwork. She shook her head, not as if refusing, but as if she couldn't believe her situation. None of us could.Denise had been surprisingly quiet, but seeing this gesture of her daughter's she asked, worriedly, "you don't have to do this, hun, if you're not OK with it."Lissa looked up and her look of concern changed back to her characteristic wide, wry grin. "Oh, it's cool. I really just can't believe. Mrs. Patterson notes that Patti did not break a sweat during the fitting which indicates she must be used to this. “Okay. Let’s now try this one, please.” Patti helps the young customer step through another meshed jock strap. This one has a black waist band and black web netting. The young man seems more comfortable with his nearly completely exposed organ and no longer turns himself away. Both women note this change and glow with pleasure. Patti helps him put his feet through the straps,.