“I know. Robert White Feather told me the same thing.”The rest of the walk was in silence. They approached the administration building. Albert sto...pped and pointed to a plant. He asked, “CC, what kind of plant is this?”She answered, “I don’t know.”He smiled, “Draw it and look it up, later.”He stood and looked at John. “Sorry, I had to take the opportunity for her to see that plant. They’re very rare.”John smiled and pointed to a small garden, “There’s about a thousand of them over there.”Albert. " "Really!" I nodded. "What kind?" My heart was pounding, I was blushing bright red, cheeks burning. "Latex." She smiled--Mary smiled back at me. And visibly relaxed. It was as if she knew I was telling the truth because it was so uncomfortable for me. "I am sure that... Attracted some attention?" I nodded. "And that... Someone offered you some... Aid" I nodded. "A man..." "That, I would have guessed my dear." Now she was smirking. "Gave me a lift back to town to get my phone so I could phone a. "Sometimes." he replied. I'd never suspected. I wondered if he had his own stash hidden in the study. I would have to investigate later."And do you wank in them?"He hesistated a little, but only a little. "Yes, Carrie." he said. I noticed a particular tone that came into his voice when he was submittig to me. I liked it."But this is better." I said."Oh yes!" he moaned emphatically."Good. Now how would you like to lick my pussy?" Oh yes please." he gasped."Then you may. But you still may not. For the past three months I had been fantasizing about a girl at work. I didn't want to have sex with her; I just wanted to know what her feet looked like. She had always worn closed shoes, as specified in the standards of the office. I had no idea what her feet looked like, which made me want them even more. One day while she was sitting at her desk I looked over and she had kicked off one of her shoes. I could see the soft sole of her right foot and started getting an erection. I wanted more.