. Mr. Davidson wanted to see me?" she said, nervously. "Yes, I'll let him know you are here. Please have a seat while you wait," the receptionist said..., smiling. Betty took a seat in one of the chairs and sat there waiting for what she had no clue. The receptionist seemed nice and she smiled - was that a good sign? Betty's mouth was dry and she barely breathed. "Mr. Davidson will see you now," the receptionist said after a few moments. Betty stood and adjusted her clothes before walking up to. Slipping the black dress on completed the illusion. I was called to stand in front of Sable and she turned me around. Her nails rubbed the front panel of the dress and she chuckled when she clamped her fist tight on my "clit".I was told to dance and I feebly tried. Sable was very disappointed and ordered me across her lap. Lifting the hem she let her fingers graze across my asscheeks. Oh my, did that did feel good. When suddenly, her palm came down swiftly with a swat that made me jump. Over. She laughed at my impatience but said okay. We got to the front door and went in. Mum was sitting on he couch looking a bit spaced out. My auntie looked at her and said “are you all right”. My mum slurred yes why. “Well it looks like your pissed” auntie countered. “I took a couple of your pain killers i didn’t feel well and now i feel all funny and fuzzy”. Auntie went to the medicine cupboard and returned you’ve had my valium she laughed. Mum started to look uncomfortable again. I had a pain in. By crossing over to Terwilliger Boulevard and then after a bit, cutting across Thorndyke's pasture, he would reach Mrs. Hamilton's place in about fifteen or twenty minutes. And damn it, when he got there, he would ask his chemistry teacher about Atilla! Mrs. Hamilton was a wonderful and pretty teacher, one of the few who'd ever treated him decently and not like some baby. He was sure she'd tell him the truth if she could; she wouldn't act like that smart-aleck Marge Spanner... !It wasn't long.