But she is a doctor, she is supposed to help me, feel better, not to punish me like a child.That swat was just because, I didn’t bare my butt, like ...he told me too! Now I will get my medicine like any other guest and thenI will go home and feel better. I have to admit I felt a tingle as she told me to bare my butt, but this could not happen, or could it?What is it about hearing those words that made her butt squirm? They always had.Still, I do not understand. Why not just give me the shot in my. What do you think, perhaps you can tell me that Jim Moriarty hypnotized me, that it really wasn't my fault?"Ben returned her smile and waved his hand dismissively. "No, Esther, I'm not going to tell you that, but what I will tell you is that, to a degree, it was your fault, but only to a degree. Please, let me explain. Bill suspected it and I now fully concur. You know, Esther, that my specialty has been alcoholism. Now don't make faces, I'm not going to say that you're an alcoholic. We both. Is this the same for all like us?I have been there a few times with the sole purpose of getting it offwith men. Normally I take all my gear with me in a bag and change therebut it's difficult because there are no changing rooms, or none that Ihave seen, and change in one of the rooms. This is fine but the only onelockable is the mirror room and as you know it takes a while for us tochange and sometimes others want to use the room. So I now put undies onat home, I also paint my toe nails and. “I said you were packing heat, that was bullshit, you are packing hot lava down there Russel,” I said.Then he leaned his head down and kissed me once. We both held each other tightly and my c-cup boobs were pressing up against him even through my shirt and bra, but he quickly made sure he'd feel the skin.“Let's get your bra off, I've been wondering what you've been packing under your shirts for weeks now,” Russel said.“Why didn't you tell me you wanted to see them?” I asked.“We can discuss that.