“So what brought you to me, Mr. and Mrs. Benson?”

- You understand, our daughter Jessica recently turned 18 years old. This is a wonderful, sweet, kind, responsive child! But it is already time for her to start taking interest in boys, and she is still being shy, she does not go to parties, we even think that she has never kissed! And the thing is obviously not in appearance, she is pretty cute, all in my wife, Stephanie ... The problem is that she is very homely and shy with us - even Jessica chose a local college, Chicago, respectively, she will never know what is life in a dorm, student parties and so on! Stephanie and I are very worried.

Derek Benson's wife, who was sitting in the psychologist's office next to him, nodded affirmatively.

- Yes Yes! She has a lot of learning in her head!

- And what, she is not at all in common ... aaa ... is it with the boys? - Dr. Bale paused and for some reason gasped in the middle of the phrase.

- No, why, talking. Boys often come to her. They and our daughter are locked in a room so that no one interferes with them, and they do gymnastics. Some kind of oriental exercise - wushu or something like that. We often hear Jessica moaning during such visits - you know, developing your calf muscles - this is not morning exercise, you have to make an effort, you know!

- Yes, yes ... Ponyma-aaa ... yu, - Professor Bale again sighed strangely in the middle of the word and in addition made a strange grimace, jerking at the same time.

At this time, the Benson spouses clearly heard a squishing sound. They looked puzzled at Dr. Bale. And then another.

“Have you heard anything now, doctor?” - Derek asked.

- Are you talking about this sound? Uh ... you see, here in the office the ventilation is junk - groans, chomps, it is unclear what it is connected with. Just today the master must come, he will figure out what's the matter.

- Yeah, I see ... So what do we do with Jessica? How to be? Asked Mrs. Benson anxiously.

- You know, it seems she needs to sign up for me in individual classes. We will conduct several tests, check its inclinations, the level of social adaptation, other indicators - I think we will be able to change the situation, - the doctor said cheerfully.

“Thank you, Dr. Bale,” Stephanie’s face was lit up with a smile of gratitude.

- But how much will it cost us? - Derek asked pragmatically.

- Oh, no worries. Your insurance will cover everything. I think tomorrow you can invite Jessica to the first lesson.

- Yes, yes, of course. - Derek calmed down.

The head of the family was not too worried about the financial question, but why pay extra, right?

- Jessica! - called Stephanie.

“Yes, mom,” Jessica said from under the table. You just don’t think anything extra - just at the very beginning of the visit, when Benson’s daughter sat in a comfortable easy chair, she missed the phone from her hands (that's awesome!) - the device flew right under the table to Dr. Bale, she had to get on her knees, climb over him and look literally on all fours.

Daughter Benson was almost completely hidden by the table top during the search for the phone, only the ass, covered with a short denim skirt and bare soles that looked out from behind Dr. Bale's chair, was visible. The skirt rode a little and, if you look closely, you could see the very edge of the white panties. In addition, Jessica for some reason, threw off the slates, and put her bare feet on top of each other. While her parents were talking to a psychologist, the girl sometimes moved her fingers on her legs, squeezing and unclenching them.

- Did you find the phone? Where is he gone there? - asked mom.

- Yes, yes, Mom! He is almost in my hands ... Here! - Jessica finally got out from under the table, and showed a brand new gadget, sandwiched in a small children's palm.

- He already flew off the chair! I had to tinker, - smiled girl, wearing slates. For some strange reason, her cheeks flushed her cheeks.

“Then we bring her tomorrow, okay, Mr. Bale?” - Derek asked.

“Sure,” the professor nodded.

- Come on, Jessica! - Mr. Benson called his daughter.

“Good-bye, Mr. Bale,” the girl finally smiled radiantly at the doctor before leaving the office to return to it the next day ...