“Dr. Riley?” she questioned, confused. “I’m going to help you Lorelai,” he said, calmly. He slid his two fingers out and then back in, and ...od, it was making her more wet. “Tell me again. How does this feel?” She lay back and took a deep breath, feeling the sensation of his hand’s intrusion in her body, in her wet insides, and suddenly her nipples tightened. She heard herself respond, barely recognizing her voice, like it was faraway. “It feels good.” Dr. Riley was fingering Lorelai’s young. “Sorry not sorry,” you whisper. “Now open.”Tentatively, I let them slide open.And my heart launches into jumping jacks.“Whatcha think?” you say, spinning around in a circle. “You’re one lucky bastard. Those playboy bitches wish they had a body like this.”I’m stupefied. Dumbfounded. Confused. Not so much by the fact that I can see, or that we’re floating in a void of empty space, but by your shock of intricate silver hair and the highways of veins and arteries pumping neon blue blood just. .. (they would kill me, I thought) ... This was all a misunderstanding and I hope you won't let a little embarrassment stand in the way of our friendship. I really need you as a friend and I think Cindy does too." Cindy was vigorously shaking her head yes and put her arm around Cynthia, giving her a hug."Cynthia, yesterday when you called me Jim instead of Uncle Jim I thought that you had gotten too old to think of me as your uncle. That made me a little sad. Then when you made the comment. ” It was the truth, but something I had not meant to speak out loud. “Good, it should.” He moved to the other side, until that nipple felt like it could cut glass. Once convinced that each one was fully erect he began to use both of his hands. This sent a shiver through my body that originated from between my legs. It was curious.“Oh.” It felt embarrassingly good.“Feeling alright?” “Yes.” I stumbled on the simplicity of the word.“Alright, let’s move on. If I could have you put your feet into.