I just couldn’t get that song out of my head; I was singing it to my self on the boat all the way back to shore. I quickly stopped at a dive shop an... got my tanks re-filled and then headed back to the room. I just left the equipment in the van this time and went to the room with just my underwater camera (not leaving that expensive of a camera in the van). When I got to the room, Syn was nowhere around. I figured she probably went out to get some things, so I took a quick shower and then laid. ”“I will. Thanks, Anna.”I hung up, shaking my head.“What?” Jeannette asked.“Anna was under the impression that Angie and I were a couple.”“Oh, shit!” Marie swore. “Now I think you HAVE to call that doctor.”I nodded and picked up the phone. I dialed University Hospital using the number on the card next to the phone, and asked for Doctor Underwood, saying it was urgent. I was transferred twice, put on hold, transferred again, and she finally picked up.“This is Doctor Underwood.”“Hi. This is Mike. His breath caught as he saw the vision in the doorway. She was posed like a Bob Fosse dancer. Her arms were raised, and her hands were planted on the sides of the doorjamb. Her weight was on one leg, causing her hip to jut out.She was wearing heels. Stiletto heels. Really, really HIGH stiletto heels. With the five-or-so-inch heels, she was well over six feet (about 190 cm) tall.And she was wearing a bright lemon-yellow skirt. A short yellow skirt. Actually, it was a really REALLY short yellow. I opened her shalwar and what I saw was her clean shaved wet pink pussy. I took my mouth on her pussy and started kissing her love hole. Then I grabbed her pink pussy lip with my teeth and lift it up. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning and enjoying every moment. I inserted my tongue in her pussy. It was sour in taste filled with some kind of liquid and was smelling very erotic. As I was inserting my tongue she was moaning with beautiful sounds like aahhhhh,aahhhh.uuffff.hhaaaah.I started.