So I asked around and couldn't find anybody then when I finally asked Maralee she said that she could tutor me after school and she was great at math.... I was so happy not only do I get help with some math but I get to do it with the hottest girl I knew!When the day to finally meet up came I ride the school bus with her to her house. When we got to her house I was shocked when I saw she lived in an awesome two story house with a pool out in their backyard. When we got inside I was scared to touch. Every day, naked females spread themselves for his inspection. She wondered if her doctor had ever fucked one of his patients, then felt ashamed of herself for thinking of good old Doc Horn in that manner. Doctor Horn was a professional, and certainly would not allow himself to become aroused at the sight of bare female flesh. She was sure that when he looked at a person, all he saw was muscle tissue and membranes.After several minutes, the doctor arrived. Smiling, he asked the usual questions. White cuffed long sleevedback zip dresses and the skirts of each dress in a vintage mid-calf waltzlength. The heavy black acetate satin gleamed in the light from underthe clear dry cleaner bags. And on the shelf were two white cotton bibaprons suited for maids work and two packages containing vintage whitetaffeta petticoats to fill out the skirts of the dresses and to add afeminine rustle to his mincing walk. Two pair of black lace up ladiesOxford pumps with five inch heels sat in two pink. “Stella,” turning your frame to me, your words cut off by the press of my lips to your own. Your hands slid up my sides, along the thin chemise I came to you in, up to my face, framing it in your hands, your finger and thumb rubbing my shorn locks. “They will grow back,” my voice husky, low, barely audible. Matching tones, “I know.” Your lips dropped to mine again, pressing down against me. I press my body against yours, arms up and around the thick column of your neck. Those were the last.