On a Wednesday in February, Sylvie sashayed into my office. Are you going to the Valentines dance on Friday, Mr. Schuller? The principal had asked me ...weeks ago to be there as the school nurse. Last year my eyes feasted on many dozens of pairs of nylon ankles and calves. I wouldnt miss it. As I returned entering the days medicine dispensed into the computer Sylvie launched into a rapid and wide-ranging commentary about who was going to dance with who and the dresses that the other girls had. He left that room, opened what should have been a coat closet, and found Pony Play gear. A framed picture on the back wall under a lamp light caught his eye; he leaned in and saw a group of women in leather riding gear standing beside a horse mock up. On closer look he saw a pair of familiar latex-covered breasts; Slave was apparently in some bondage articulation that mimicked a horse.The next room was for Medical Play: surgical masks, nurse’s uniform, fake IVs, the gyno-table, the fake bottle. The parts looked like the plastic that kids toys were made out of, but in reality, it was a much stronger mix, that would not bend or break from human strength. The inside of it, was covered with padding, not only designed for heat absorption through a cooling mechanism, but also consisting of electric stimulants, so their muscles wouldn't become atrophied. All the wires came to a single output, which would be tucked next to their "cleaning tube". The parts were interconnected and had joints on. When i said that ,Sabridna howled like a 30 year old cougar-"i like the sound of that" she purred- my stepmom only lauged.They kept feeding me sips here and there and before i knew it i was really feeling the mudslides- and had the 2 women laughing (not at me, i am just a naturally funny guy)Sabrina said "hey Tracy you still got that pipe of yours? Lets party!" "Ive got the pipe, but no weed " my tipsy stepmother said-"Well I've got a bag at home" i said to the ladiesBy now it was 630pm so the.