You look so scrumptious! Are you really and truly hiding a big fat whanger under that pretty blue skirt?" When I nodded, she put her arms through mine and walked with one pert little breast pressed against my shoulder.You look so scrumptious! Are you really and truly hiding a big fat whanger under that pretty blue skirt?" When I nodded, she put her arms through mine and walked with one pert little breast pressed against my shoulder. "Oooh!" she gushed. "You remind me so much of my piano teacher! She was just your age, and always so absolutely clean and pretty! Her makeup and hair were always perfect, and she used the exact same perfume. Jeez! I had such a crush on her! I used to wear tight sweaters and shorts because I could tell she liked me, too. I wanted so badly to kiss her and lick her between her legs I could die! I never had the guts to try though, and she probably didn't either, 'cause I was too young." Before I could respond to her exciting story, we had reached the hotel infirmary. Once she turned me over to the nurses there, I completely forgot the existence of the little secretary! The young nurse in charge stunned me! Her light brown hair and makeup were straight from a 1941 Vogue magazine - a roll of curls framed her face, then fell to her shoulders within a net. |