.no supervisors, nohead nurses to deal with, no pharmacy forms to write...no real pain in the assthings to do. I couldn't help but to think to myself......"is this what privatepractice is all about" this is easy. I finally got dressed, I figured that I'dbetter wear something decent. So instead of putting on jeans or my greenscrubbs, I put on a nice pair of grey cords, a blue oxford shirt (with a buttondown collar of course) and a knit tie. I didn't want to over dresss, but at thesame time I. It's a trick to do something absolutely horrible toyou."She went on to describe what had happened to Bill Lavender. Includingthe punishment implant and his inability to speak."Denise, I'm sorry but I don't see why Val would do something like thatto her husband and I don't believe Sally would do it to me," he triednot to give the impression that he thought she had gone mad."I know it's difficult to believe," she persisted, "but if you don'tbelieve me, go to Bill's place an see Valerie's new. You glare and shove him further into the wall, delighting in his gasp of pain as his back smacks against the wet tiles. "Fucker," he curses, pushing hard against your chest in an effort to shove you away. You grip his arms tightly, not giving him an inch. He thrashes violently against you until you shove a knee between his legs and grind your thigh against his cock. His head slams back against the wall and the moan he lets out tingles low in your belly, shoots straight to your cock. "Like that,. I for the first time was feeling like a queen seducing a charming 27 year old.As I sat on the driving seat waiting for him to awaken from his short dream caused by my seduction I rolled my thoughts forward. I knew I was going to have sex with him.. the only thing that was burning me was how would he do it. Would it be different like what it has been so far or would it be the same old sessions where I fuck my brains out till I get tired. I was slowly drifting into a dream when he came and woke.