The traffic was a bitch. You have no idea how disappointed I was when I found you weren’t here.”“I waited for about twenty minutes and went for ...a walk. I didn’t want to go home till I saw you.”When I closed the door she was in my arms. I couldn’t describe what this young lady did for me. I knew I was hard as rock. Her soft lips were on mine. I closed my eyes enjoying her scent. My face buried in her hair. She pulled my face down and kissed. I couldn’t help myself, I allowed my hands to run down. "OK, next one," she said, turning to me for me to unzip her. I pushed close to her, my dick rubbing against her leg and making her giggle again, this time out loud. I unzipped the dress, revealing again the back of her bra and then her gorgeous arse, and now I placed my hand on it, my thumb just sliding along the edge of them where the tight material cut into her fleshy arse cheek. As I eased the dress off her shoulders I leant into her. "I want to fuck you now," I whispered in her ear. "I know. Line up every teacher in the school on one side and put Mum on the other side and I’d be betting on Mum every time, with very few survivors. The problem was, with what they thought about Mum at the moment, if she charged in with all claws out it would probably make things worse and not better. And I had to keep coming to school each day.I left Angie with Tara sitting on the bench and I went to stand beside Mum. As soon as I left Tara, and therefore had to let go of her hand, my own hand felt. If she is as good a doctor as I believe she is, then shewill answer them to your satisfaction. If she doesn't, then you shouldfind another therapist. One recommendation that is often made to patientswhen considering a doctor is to make a list of questions to ask. Areputable doctor should not be offended by a patient wanting to make aninformed choice." Okay, Karen, I will do that, and thank you. I feel better. I do hopethat I can keep working with Dr. Mitchell. She's, Karen, do you.