Say's it's likely something to do withyou being an only child and not having a dad and wanting to dress likeme. Like I'm some sort of role model," sh...e stubbed out her cigarette."So if you're going to do it, you're going to do it in the safety of yourown home where you're safe from the perverts out there who like young menlike you." Mom! I told the doctor I'm not a homo!" Steve blurted out."Yeah I get it. But anyway I'll teach you how to dress right and you cando it here. You can use my. I don’t know what made me do it but I walked over to her. I asked her if I could help her, explained that my mom had had several migraines when I had been a teen. I also told her that I could usually help her.She said that at this point she would try anything. I gently rubbed her temples for about 30 seconds. She was amazed her headache was gone. She asked me how I had done it, because she had tried that herself with no success. I told her I didn’t know that I had just did. I have always been. "I won't be a minute so keep your shirt on," said Pam who posed in front of the hanging mirror and raised her cell phone."Well, it pretty obvious that you didn't keep your shirt on," snapped Sally.I watched, opened mouthed, as Pam folded one forearm under her magnificent bust to raise them slightly before snapping off a couple of pictures with the built-in camera in her cell phone."There you go, all done," she laughed. "Now you can get back to your bonking."The door closed behind her leaving us. "Are you okay, Carol?" Mrs. Shadow asked. "I'll be fine." Carl groaned in pain as he was helped to a bench onthe side lines. "Just give me a moment and I'll be ready to be in thegame again." "That's the spirit, hon." Mrs. Shadow said, then whispered. "Betyou didn't expect just how sensitive your chest would becomebefore the hormones. Don't worry, you'll get used to it in timealong with the pleasure they can bring you."It wasn't until a year after graduation that Carol flew up to Canadafor a.