And the patient?” Biggle glancedat the chart. “Seems healthy,” Stanton said. “In every way?” Biggle asked. Stanton looke...d confused. Biggle stepped over to Maytag.Without warning, the blonde nurse thrust her hand inhis crotch and fondled his package. Biggle looked at Stanton, her tight uniform halfwayundone, her toned legs crossed one in front of theother like a trained spokesmodel. She looked back atMaytag and moved her face by his shoulder. He could smell her. It was the typical plaid skirt for girls, or shorts, and pants or shorts for boys. Both had to wear either white shirt/blouse with jacket or sweater. The plaid was yellow on black with thin lines of navy blue. Tanya had chosen to go with the skirt, blouse and sweater today. She had pulled her hair back into a simple ponytail.She could ‘see’ the lust on the small knot of boys, as they pretended not to watch a couple girls walk into the school. A group of girls chatting away off to one side drew. Part of that involved holding hands, sitting closetogether, and when they were told to do it, locking lips. Itembarrassed them and yet they couldn't keep from swapping spit andtickling tonsils. This time, however, the kiss was rather chaste, inthe interest of preserving their lip art.A loud knock sounded at the front door. The women went to answer andleft the sissies cowering in the living room. The husbands could heartheir wives greeting the men -- Rex and Ken -- and talking. “Yesss” she hissed twisting her hips and thrusting back against his fingers.He pulled his fingers out and eased his shaft back inside her earning a deep sigh from her; “Really sure? A hundred percent?” he asked again mimicking Anastasia’s future father-in-law.“Yes,” she breathed as Jay’s cockhead pushed against her cervix. She squealed loudly as the unexpected blow landed sharply on her right cheek, the loud slap echoing around the room. “Fuck!” she cried as she recovered from the surprise.Her.