Miss Jenkins doesn’t let up

“Jane, Jane, listen Jane, are you feeling alright?” The concern in her voice doesn’t change the effect her words seem to have on me, I can barely keep my posture in my chair as she continues to try and get an answer from me. I squirm on my slimy seat, my eyes fluttering as I bite my lip to keep from moaning. ‘Shut up already!’ I want to shout at her, but I can neither form the words nor bring myself to scream at her. She’s probably just make it all worse anyway if I did, no, I’d better just tough this out.

Miss Jenkins doesn’t make it easy for me, “Jane,” my thighs rub together without my control, sliding along with the assistance of my slippery fluids, “I’m going to need you to answer me. Jane. Jane Doe?”