Patti wanted to stay a couple more hours and that made it an easy decision.The ride home was normal so I had the radio on to hear if there had been an... attacks anywhere. I was also monitoring the KCC radio system.There had been a bomb detonated in a parking garage in central New York at 2 PM with a lot of damage but no loss of life. They had picked the wrong time or else their timer had malfunctioned. Two o'clock was midpoint between lunch and time to go home. Most of the people were still in. He first pressed two fingers into my wet lubed vagina; he added a third one, then a fourth. He finally stuck completely his fist in my hungry cunt.I let out a sharp cry. I could not help it. I liked the way my doctor fisted me.Then he said my pussy was perfect; but he kept continuing moving his fist deep inside of my well stretched cunt. I got a sudden orgasm, feeling my juices flowing out from my pussy, The good doctor pulled out his fingers very slowly and he said now he would check my ass.I. When we got to the hospital, he was sitting up having some jelly with ice cream. When he saw us walk into the ward his face lit up. He wouldn’t stop talking. He wanted to know everything I did when I was away. He sat there listening closely. You could see on his face how proud he was of my achievements. When the doctor made her round, that is Helen. He wanted to introduce me to her. No one said anything until Helen had left the ward, then dear aunty spilt the beans.“Oh, don’t worry dear. Stephanie—STEPHANIE!—quit talking!” She rolled her eyes while looking up at me.“Okay, yeah, we’ll do all kinds of things ... just pack—Stephanie ... Stephanie ... STEPHIE—hush! LISTEN to me, woman!“Just pack a few things in a ... no, you won’t need much ... we’re pretty much ... ah ... clothing optional, okay? Yeah, I do know ... listen ... pack me a bag with my brushes and hairdryer and ... yeah, you know what I need ... right!”She’d said, “we” again, referring to me and her—I liked that. It.