Napping in the waiting room wasn’t as comfortable as the seats in the auditorium. The secretary had taken down our names as we came in, so I was sit...ing there last as everybody else walked out. At least they didn’t look like they were being expelled. In fact, most of them had a kind of vacant, daydreaming look on their faces.“Tony, at last,” Dr. Peterson said when I walked in. “I’m sorry it took so long to process the others, but I wanted to spend some time with you anyway. I’ll make sure Ms.. ”Clint latched onto her clit and sucked.“Cum for him!” I moaned, pumping my three fingers, squeezed tight by her bowels, deep into her. “Explode!”Her face twisted in rapture and then she gasped. I licked at her folds as her juices gushed out. She bathed our mouths. Her asshole convulsed around my three digits. I loved the feel as Clint and I lapped at her twat.We feasted on her.Loved her.Her head tossed back and forth. Her breasts heaved together. Her moans echoed through the office. I bet. “I think you need some water and to get out from under the blankets” Allison handed me a glass of water and pulled the blankets off of me. “Ohhh” she said. “I umm I umm” I was so embarrassed and stuttering, but before I could finish Allison looked at me with a smile and said “It’s ok Maggie, I want the same thing as you”, confused and startled I said “What do you mean you want the same thing?” “Lately I have been checking you out, and I saw you watching Jon and I in the pool earlier and it. Because my place of employment.Employees of Ms. Kitty's Adult Toys and Movies Emporium didn't meet with the High Standards of a God Fearing Community ... so said the judge.I was/am a sex worker.Sounds obscene, doesn't it? More fun than a Ministers Convention, certainly. But ... there are many new visitors to the store during the conventions. A wonderful job ... and I meet the most interesting people.As I said, I check the mail once a week ... unless the postman sets a basket by the box. He/she.