I worried that I might never have sex again, or not be able to reach orgasm. Dr. Van der Stock will be just what you need."A doctor! A sex doctor! She...never knew such things existed, but everything appeared to be run very professionally — forms, privacy statements, credit card receipt.Di had been concerned, along with all her other concerns, that Dr. Van der Stock's office would be too much like a periodontist's office, and she'd have to share a waiting room with other patients — other women —. I wanted to lose myself in her hair, drowning in its texture. I leaned over, and I pulled her hair though my fingers, taking in the aroma. I kissed the lipstick from her lips. I kissed her eyes. Then I found her breasts and kissed and licked them until her nipples were puffy, hard, and just aching for more of my lips. The heat of her body mingled with her perfume and became overwhelming. I palmed her body with my hands as they moved agonizingly slow following the contours of every fold, every. I went to lunch confused and angry. I was so upset that my stomach hurt. I couldn't eat a thing."Hefe, what's this I hear about you sleeping with Missy at the party on Saturday night. Two people told me that they heard that you slept with her. I thought you said that you didn't," Larry said."I didn't! I don't know why everyone is saying that I did. Somebody is spreading rumors, but I didn't touch the girl. Now Leslie won't even talk to me because she thinks I lied to her about Missy and then. As graceful as a swan. And beneath the table, under the loose folds of their togas, Marcus and Aludia pleasured each other as they watched the young dancer. The tempo of the music began to increase, and the girl's movements became more animated, spinning, bending, stretching her young form in most delightfully arousing ways. The childlike innocence of her young face only adding to the erotic nature of her dance as she leapt high. Marcus smiled as he caught a glimpse of pale white inner thigh.