"First of all, don't drop it on him on the bus. Do what I did-give him your phone number and ask him to call. Tell him you need a friend to talk to. H...e'll call, I can almost guarantee it. Secondly, you need to lay this on someone. He's almost begging you to. Third, if you don't think you can get the words out, practice." What do you mean?" Tell Jessie, here. I can tell by her eyes darting back and forth that she's trying to figure out what's going on. Jessie knows I do peer counseling but I. What?”Without another word the man pinned Flo against the side of the counter with his body and looked down at her, the look in his eyes told her exactly what he had in mind. Realizing what he had come for she began trying to pull her wrist free of his grasp, “Let... me... go!” Her efforts were futile considering the man's hand was like a vice. He used his free hand to reach up and grab Flo's breast, as soon as he squeezed her knee came up smashing into his groin. With the same hand he had used. ‘Ken, you probably noticed that we entertained a gentleman friend of ours quite regularly. Unfortunately, he passed away and Mrs Palmer and I deeply miss him as he used to help us, ‘express our urges’ so to speak. He was obviously embarrassed about those urges and I noticed that every time he tried to tell me, he kept one hand in his pocket and was stroking his cock which after 5 minutes was looking quite impressive for an old guy.As I am a slightly bi old geezer, I started doing the same to. He found his eyes transfixed on the swell of her tits showing between the neckline of her blouse and he could almost see them popping out as he had her unbutton the material… all full and round, her nipples hard and waiting to be touched. Would he touch them first, or would he have her play with them while he watched? Oh, the decisions he would have to make! It was difficult to hold back the chuckle. She pushed her chair back away from her desk and he watched as she crossed one leg over the.