I was surprised when I got there.I had only known Chelsea as the District psychologist. In that respect, she was just one of my colleagues. I had neve... actually considered that she had a successful practice. But when I arrived I learned that she was not only successful but obviously thriving.The office I was ushered into was that of a prosperous health professional. It was subtly decorated, with the carefully built-in tranquility that is characteristic of the offices of people who make a living. " He got out and she followed him. He brought out some kind of card that he held near to a sensor on the elevator, and the door opened. He walked in and she followed. "Get down on your knees in the corner, Lana." She gasped a little but did not hesitate. She walked to the corner and got down on her knees facing him, hands behind her back. He had his phone out, messing with it, completely ignoring her. It took about 90 seconds or so to get to his penthouse at the top of the building, but to her. The intense sensations demanded nearly all of her attention. “Sit up, dear. Let us watch you come.” Somehow, Dr. Schmidt made demands, not requests. Patricia sat upright, which caused her weight to push her harder onto the vibrating, pulsing dildos. She looked up, seeing her blurry-faced audience. One man had unzipped his pants and was stroking his cock. Seeing her effect on him, Patricia was pushed over the edge.“AHHHH! God! I'm cumming!” With Bill, Patricia's orgasms were pleasant;. My name is Tucker Foley, and welcome to my Blog.” Tucker types in those words onto his computer, proud of himself for starting off his own Blog. Then his face changes to concern, as he wonders exactly what he’s gonna write about. “Aw, man. My mind’s a blank now. Good going Foley. Start a Blog about yourself to get the girls interested, then don’t have anything to write about.” He drops his head on the Keyboard, looking like he just failed. But a moment later, he raises it with a smile on his.