She could pick out clothing for work and church with no problems. Trying to find something to wear to entice Max was an exercise in futility because, ...hen all was said and done, she simply wasn't sexy. If clothes make the man, or woman in this case, then Katie might as well have worn the emperor's clothing because anything and everything she touched looked like she was a bridesmaid at someone's third wedding. She ended up at Express, picking out a pair of shiny, indigo-blue, low-rise pants that. “I don’t care what kind of love you have to offer. I let you follow me around like a little lost puppy and it used to make me feel mildly flattered but at this point it just makes me feel bad for you. I don’t want to see you anymore, not as a friend or especially not as a lover.”I knew she’d reject me again, she always does but hearing her say I couldn’t be around her anymore made my heart ache sending waves of anxiety through my chest. Tears welled in my eyes as I imagined a world where I. I was in ecstasy, trying not to make any noise. The sounds coming out of us were not sounds you would normally hear in an exam room! After about five minutes of intense cock sucking, Dr. Comstock put her hands on my hips, and pushed away. As my dick left her mouth, she looked up at me and smiled seductively, and said “You need to cum quick.” Then she rolled back to a drawer and got a tube of KY Jelly. I thought she was tired of trying to swallow my cock, so she was just going to jack me. As I tumbled back, I heard a distinctive click. Martin froze with his fist drawn back and glared at the officer who had drawn a revolver. ‘Now, normally, I hate shooting an unarmed man.’ The officer said. ‘The paperwork is a nightmare. But considering you’ve spoiled my wife’s Valentine, I figure two weeks off to make it up to her is just about right if that fist lands. Your choice, Martin.’ Martin glared at the officer for another moment before dropping his fist and his gaze back to me. ‘This.