If we don't tell anyone..." Actually, we're a little grateful," Harry supplied. "We thought our son would never respond to a woman and you've taught h...im a valuable lesson." How DID you do it?" Christiana asked again. "Do you have some special way of communicating? How did you get him to open up?" Well. I asked him to report to my office after classes. I wanted to be alone with him." Good start." Said Harry."Then when he got there I told him to lock the door. Which he did." Susan paused to think. Picturing my grandma with her fingers subtly working over her clit caused me to tremble with excitement, but I fought to remain super still. And then it happened.I could feel my sheet slowly sliding down the small of my back, past my waist, and further down to the tops of my legs, exposing my tiny striped boy shorts. A few minutes elapsed without any further movement, although I could still hear that tell-tale squishy sound and the slight accompanying tremor of the bed. I knew my juices were. As the evening progressed she began telling me once again that she really really needed a hard cock in her pussy. We joked back and forth a bit about different ways she might approach the neighbor about fucking her. I could tell from the content of her texts she was getting very worked up - when he had gone in for more beer she had pulled her panties up tightly between her lips so that they were rubbing her clit, pussy and asshole. When she did this I was fairly certain the slut would be. She is not impulsive...”“Her drive to see me in McKinley?” I asked, interrupting.“That was planned, not impulsive. She quit taking her medication so she could drive.”“OK. Sorry to have interrupted.”“It’s OK.“She’s not impulsive, nor does she engage in self-harm, and her relationships were neither unstable nor chaotic. So, as of now, I’d say our diagnosis is correct. But that’s as of right now; that could change at any point.”“Wonderful,” I sighed. “What do I do if she contacts me? Or comes to.