I faked a bravelittle smile."There's really not that much more. She made a few entries; height, eyecolor, that sort of thing. "Now we take you down ...o hall to Dr. Desai for aphysical."Dr. Desai turned out to be a small Asian woman in a white lab coat. Wewent into a doctor's examining room attached to her office. She pointed toa curtained off area in a corner of the room. "Please to go behind andremove clothing. Leave panty on for now."I stripped, draping my jeans on a stool. It still. The vivid red of her well manicured fingernails matched her toes. It was apparent where Jennifer got her good looks, and, as I was to discover as we got to know each other, her somewhat demanding character. There was no way I was able to refuse Jennifer anything, and I wondered if I would be in the same position with her attractive mother. We made small talk on the drive home, mostly discussing our children's friendship and their education, their hobbies, and their hopes for the future. Anna. FOR YEARS I HAVE SPENT LATE NIGHTS DRIVING AROUND GOING FROM XXX ADULT STORE TO ANOTHER IN SEARCH OF ACTION. I DONT MEAN JUST ONE ORGARM BUT MANY, AS MUCH CUM AS I COULD GET. SO THIS SHORT VERSION STORY IS FROM ONE OF THOSE NIGHTS.... STROKE AWAY! I WAS ABOUT MIDNIGHT WHEN I WALKED OUT OF THE XXX ADULT STORE AND MOVIE ARCADE TO GO TO MY CAR AND HAVE SOME FUN. I HAD LEFT A FEW NOTES INSIDE FOR HORNY MEN TO FIND AND WANT ME. I SAT INSIDE MY CAR TAKING OFF THE BLACK SWEAT SUIT I WAS WEARING OVER. "Don't get them dirty," Tracy mocked as she read the text to herself.The final note was hilarious. It was from the Navy Department confirming her enrollment to the MIP for another year. Included was a booklet describing compensation for various forms of dismemberment and death. Tracy started to laugh aloud; shaking so hard her breasts bounced up and down from the convulsions. Squeezing herself very hard, she looked around; her face became very serious. "Snap out of it, Trace, " she told.