Chris continued. 'Eric bet, you're in your mid-twenties because of your sexual drive, but I disagreed. Judging by your bra's size, your picture book p...rfect womanly figure I said, you are in your late thirties, early forties … a kind of well-trained yoga woman.'Picture book perfect womanly figure! He knows his business, I thought. I would lie, his words had the wanted effect on me. I got more relaxed and started to enjoy their company. I unwrapped the towel, stretched out the tits, and dried. “Tell me,” she demanded.“His cock… he cleans his cock.” She knew I was hot and the story was turning me on.Her finger touched the gusset of my panties, then she traced a line up and over my mound producing electric shocks straight through my pussy. I gasped inwardly. I was so horny.“Well you are a naughty girl… shall we go and see him? Let him watch as we fuck my husband?”I looked at her husband, then back to her.“Are you serious?... Oh God… yes, yes please.” I said excitedly.Her husband drove. She was depressed and had given up hope. She hated to get out of bed to do anything — and I didn't blame her. I wasn't dying and it was all I could do to get up some mornings. School was a blur. I was going to graduate in the top 10 percent of my class but that was no big accomplishment. At least I didn't have to take an athletic scholarship to Wesleyan, I'd get academic help.Mrs. Crawford saw me sitting on my porch one day and came up and actually sat beside me."You doing OK, Jay?" she asked.. Her reputation was growing as being an excellent doctor and anyone she sent to Edmonton's Hospitals was given excellent treatment. Her diagnosis was correct. Ed had an aggressive form if advanced Hodgkins. After crying the night away, she awoke with little sleep and prepared to bring him home to die.'I have to be strong for him, ' she told herself, driving their 4runner to the hospital. The other doctors gave him three month to live, perhaps four. Her eyes were full of tears when she parked her.