“Thank you, Healer Dass,” I replied formally.“Right. First things first, let’s get your wand sorted.”“At last!” I breathed out softly, g...tting a smile from him.“I was exactly the same,” he nodded. “You’ve done well to get this far, now you get the honour of owning the symbol of our profession.”It was a typical healer’s wand, not one of the specialised types designed to remove birth control or assist a meditech. Dass then got the centre’s AI to set it up for me in the various security settings. When I came back I asked him to meet . His response was very cold . He texted me in night that he got engaged to some other girl and i shall forget him. I didn't believe him , went to his office next day , he told me the same thing and said that its all over between us .He continued his verbal assault on me . Thoroughly insulting and demeaning me . Called me a bitch who has no self - respect and despite so much of rebuttal refuses to lick it's owner. He said that he can still offer me his Cum. This time, it's for real. And it's about time."I blushed as everyone clinked Pepsi cans, amid murmurs of "Hear, Hear".Melissa was there to pick me up at five o'clock. Butter would have melted in her mouth."Well, Sexy, how was your first day on the job?" As if you didn't know!" Save it for later. Let's go to dinner and celebrate!"We went to a nice restaurant for dinner. We had champagne to toast my "coming out", got a little tipsy, and didn't return home until after nine. As we pulled up, I. My answer confused them. They looked at me, then at each other. “What do you mean by kind of?” Angel asked.“To be honest, I didn't know whose panties they were. So to make it fair to the owner, I imagined fucking both of you.”I could tell by the expression on their faces that my answer wasn't what they had planned. The both stood up and met at the foot of my bed. They whispered back and forth. I could not make out what they were saying, but my cock continued to grow with anticipation.The girls.