My mouth opened and our tongues entwined in a deep French kiss.I could feel Caitlin reach around and then felt the zipper of my dress slowly descend. ...Caitlin slipped my dress off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor as we continued to kiss. After my dress puddled on the floor, Caitlin stepped back and looked at me. Goose bumps covered my nearly naked body as Caitlin looked at me. "God you are beautiful," she said quietly."So are you,” I said quietly. “I wanted this to happen the minute you. Sheleft the room to go do something and dad was gone to a store for somethings.It was at that moment that I caught sight of the ad from JC Penney. Ithad girl's clothes on the front of it. I looked at the ad with thegirls in their clothes and thought about how great it would be to wearthose form fitting shirts. They looked neat. They looked a lot neaterthan what I was wearing. I flipped the pages and for the first timelooked at the pages with bras and panties. I thought that would. And like everything else, I was damn good at it. It was a great way to learn about normal people. And learn to be normal. More than anything, I found I enjoyed it. I was finishing up my last practicals – like mini internships in different hospitals - when I found my escape.A shootout downtown had netted two killed and three wounded. Most were gang members, but one of the wounded was an FBI Special Agent. Brought to our hospital.To badly paraphrase Hans Gruber; I was looking for a miracle and. Her digits worked expertly on her ever moistening mons. Gently at first, waking the sleeping monster that lay within. Gradually she began to insert her fingers, one at a time, pumping in time to the music. Quicker and more energetically as she progressed, until she was thumping four fingers in and out of herself, ferociously beckoning her orgasm to come. Just as her time was nearly up, she bucked violently, moaning and grunting with passion. Release came in the form of a scream as her pussy.