" Thanks," I responded in a low sarcastic tone that made Betty and Dr.Nichols smile. As we locked up that night, I said goodbye to Betty, andshe wishe...d me a good trip and went on her way.Dr. Nichols looked me over as Betty pulled out of the lot. She smiledand asked, "Did you have fun?"I shrugged and smiled.She smirked and said, "Did you at least get it out of your system."I nodded a little, preoccupied by thoughts of Marisa. Dr. Nicholslaughed at me and said, "No, you didn't. I can guarantee. I turned to lookat her and felt the pain for doing it less than carefully. "Strawberry Fields?" When he was young John Lennon and his mates used to go to fetes and gardenparties at the Salvation Army children's home in Strawberry Fields and quitea while later he wrote a song about it, THE song about it. But Strawberry Fields was in Liverpool. I looked at her uncomprehending, " But…" she just grinned at me,maybe pleased that she was able, at last, to divert my attention somewhereelse. It was a. I noticed that it was a perfect match for my ownfuschia colored hair ("Fuscia hair? When did that happen?" went throughmy mind. "Oh, yes, it must have been when I got that cute asymmetic bob.Last week, was it? Whenever!") I tossed my hair side to side, loving howthe two large golden hoops in each ear were alternately hidden andexposed.Turning back to the mirror, I checked, and yes, my lips looked perfect!Well, almost perfect - I reached into my purse ("My purse?" "Of course,mine, who else would. " She watched his fingers rub up and down her slit and over her clit.He then put her leg down and stripped her naked again. He picked up the shelf bra and fit it on her. As he snapped it in the back he lifted her tits so they sat just on the bra pushing them high and full. He turned her back to the mirror and as she looked at herself he ran his hands over her tits. "This bra makes your tits look bigger as it pushes them high and makes nice cleavage. Shove your shoulders back and thrust those.