My s****r must have notice it because she stopped wrestling and looked right at it and asked if that was my thing. I was so embarrassed that I got up ...and ran upstairs to my bed room and closed my door. Mel didnt say anything about it the next morning at breakfast or the rest of the day. That night we were watching tv again downstair. My parents had gone into town with some friends and wouldnt be back for a couple hours. I was hoping that Mel had forgot the hard on thing, but, no such luck. She. She fought desperately with his clothes as her mouth feasted on his mouth, ear, jaw, and neck. Never once seeming to mind that he was filthy with sweat and dirt she feasted on his skin. Finally she had freed his from his tight blue jeans. When her hand closed over him he almost came undone. The feline purr sounded in her throat as she stroked him. He had to stop her to keep from embarrassing himself. It was difficult to pull her clothes off with her hands and mouth driving him crazy. There. ." He paused then began again, "It killed all of your hair follicles." Bill's pale face indicated that he understood what the doctor was saying, but the doctor clarified it anyway. "I'm sorry, Bill, your hair, except that on your head, won't be growing back-ever."Bill tried not to cry. "I'm sorry," the doctor said, "I'll leave you alone." He set the shoes on the table next to the bed and left the room.Over the next several weeks as Bill's feet healed, he watched the police again unable to find. “This is really nice of you to be doing this” she said.“If the situation was reversed I hope someone would be doing this for me. This is nothing more than me helping out a fellow teacher.”While Joyce walked to the service entrance Don studied her backside. It was nice and not overly large. She seemed like a nice person and he could only wonder what the problem was which had caused her to ask to be transferred to his school.After about fifteen minutes Joyce was back in Don’s car and he was.