.. then wandering off to the checkouts saying could he bring the thong and bra back if it didn't fit (him). The poor student on the till was so shocke...d that she had to get the Manager who fortunately we know quite well as she has been to a few socials and one party.We bought a few matching items then wandered off again, aimlessly wandering as we knew what we wanted but maybe a shopping centre wasnt the best place to buy it.My phone beeped - a text message from my fuck babe Kelly, she had seen. Again Cynthia looked behind her. Two rows back from her was William, her sister Penny's boyfriend, still contemplating his math exam and still very nervous. He was obviously having more trouble with the exam they were taking than she was — and most of the others in this room, which was nearly deserted since there were just a few minutes left.Cynthia smiled encouragingly in William's direction, but he was concentrating too hard to notice. He was not stupid, far from it, but math wasn't his. She pulled Jays shorts off and laid him across her lap.“Oooooo…” he moaned as she rubbed his back. Littledid he know what she had in store. Her clit was swollenand twitching as she watched the doctor on TV kissingand fondling his nurse’s privates.She grabbed a rectal thermometer and shook it down. Jaylooked around. “Oh no, you’re not”, he saidembarrassed. “Oh yes I am, so don’t try and resist, I’mmuch stronger than you,” said. It was hard to have a romance when you worked the kind of hours he did, and couldn't tell your girlfriend what you did during those hours. Most of the analysts who weren't married lacked the regular company of a girl. Some of them patronized hookers, but that was dangerous, because if you went to a hooker and anyone found out, it would affect your security clearance. For some reason, everybody in Washington believed that if you fucked a prostitute, you also told her everything there was to know.