" Donna interrupted me. "What are you doing dressed?" "I'm sorry, ma'am. I forgot." Donna regarded me for a moment, obviously considering how...to handle my lapse in memory. "Give me your belt, then get upstairs and get naked. Then get back down here." When I returned the ladies were still drinking their coffee. This time I just stood there, bare to the world; even my neglected cock visible through the translucence of its cage. I didn't want to interrupt and speed whatever I had. The fact I was Jones'ing for another beer didn't help much either. Having finished my second one by now, I was thirsty as hell, and water just wasn't going to cut it. Since I'd brought four along, and since Karen really wasn't much of a beer drinker, I figured "what the hell?" who was going to know anyway? Really? There'd already been a small bending of the rules around here as it was, so I figured a minor third-beer infraction wasn't going to kick me out of this party. Crystal was already. I'm not. I'm just stubborn about people who have hurt me. I am changing though." Sally went on to tell about her mother's visit last night. "I felt so good when she left. The only regrets I have are that I didn't insist we get together before this. It took my mother to make the first move and I love her for that. She intimated that Dad might come around some time in the future. That would be wonderful." Maybe you shouldn't wait for him to make the first move. Why don't you see him first? It. Daar aangekomen werd ik door een zuster in de wachtkamer neergezet en ik moest even wachten. Na 10 minuten zei ze kom maar verder, Ik liep de behandelkamer in en de zuster zei dat ik mij alvast uit kon kleden en kon gaan liggen,de Gyneacoloog zou zo komen. Ik trok mijn kleding uit en ik vroeg of de zuster mij kon helpen op de stoel te klimmen, dit deed ze maar al te graag, Ik ging zitten, de zuster zette mijn benen in de beugels uit elkaar, mijn schaamlippen spreidden zich vanzelf en de.