It seemed liked hours and then the text appeared on the screen. Dropped spoon and bent over. Tit came out of my bra. He can see my nipple. I almost ex...ploded. She stated he continued to rub himself as she played with her pussy and let him see her tits once in a while. Give him a good look at your pussy. I commanded. Minutes later the text arrived. I am letting him watch me finger myself. Is he close enough to get a good look at your mound and lips? Yes, dear! She stated she slid down into the. Laura was Amy’s older sister and she’d been married to Tom for the whole time we’d been together. Their break-up had come as a bit of a surprise, totally out of the blue, and Amy had been a good shoulder for her sister to cry on since the split.“A couple of weeks ago, Laura decided to go on a few dates. She felt ready to get out there,” Amy continued.“That’s good,” I said when she paused.“Anyway, Laura and I were chatting and she told me this guy she went on a date with - well, they got on. He attempted to try to correct my lens strength, but that didn't work. He then gave me every possible test that he could give me in the office. Again there was no reason available. He made the appointment for the next day as soon as I got home.For the next day's appointment I took a taxi to the radiologist where I had the MRI. The technician had me remove all metal and asked me to lie down. She slid my head into the center of the machine and told me that I would be hearing some drumming sounds.. I woke up late as shit for my bus back to the airport. Not like "Miss your flight and rush through the airport while forgetting to put on underwear" kind of late, but I like to get there early as a force of habit. Let's me do shit at a more comfy, sleepy pace. I luckily managed to catch a different bus, but taking a bit of a longer route. The bus was stupidly packed, but I made my way toward the middle and just kinda stood there and hung onto what I could. I'm only 5'1, so luckily some nice guy.