"She heard Jill telling her husband, "It's just a job, honey, that's all. Think of it that way. Like when you were in the hospital, the nurses and the... orderlies that washed you and cleaned you up, emptied your bedpan. This is the same in a way. I'm not making love to these people, just giving them sexual relief. It's only a job, an unpleasant one, granted, but a job."Marge's voice was little more than a whisper. "How long, Bill? How did it start." About eight, nine months ago. Jill was behind. He watched, and felt a part of himself die. She pressed her hand against the window and he extended his own. Through the glass, their fingers brushed against each other. The last bit of connection, the last tie, was cemented through the glass. It crumbled as she dropped her hand. She must have seen something in his face, some sign that this wasn’t okay. Her window rolled down, and he ducked his head to keep it level with hers. ‘I’m sorry,’ she said. ‘I’m sorry too,’ he said, ‘Can’t you be with. ."...now class this is important and I'm sure it will be on the next test, so if there are there any questions speak up now!!!" Well that's just wonderful, no questions," she said a little sarcastically, "with the marks some of you are earning you'd think you'd have a question or two!!!" The room was dead quiet, when from the back row Zoe raised her hand, and in a sweet voice asked, "I have a question Sister Nora!!!" Sister Nora eyed the eighteen year old with a little suspicion and replied. I had forgotten that I still had clothes on and stood up as I wiped the tears and saliva from my face. I dropped the towel to the side and noticed my nerves again, but a substantial amount of pride from his compliment and my achievement as I looked at his shimmering cock and appreciated its size. I took my socks and boxer-briefs off catching the waist band slightly on my erect penis.“Did you like that? Tell me about it, tell me how you felt sucking my cock boy,” he asked, inquisitively at.