I took the chance and asked her whether she wanted to play any game to pass the time. She asked “which ?” I replied “Doctor-Doctor”. I used to...play this game in my childhood with friends, so, I had idea about this game.Neela : I do not know anything about the game. (She lied)me : There is nothing to know, let us simply start and you will know.Neela : OK.Me : First I will become the Doctor and you will be my patient. You will let me treat your problems, simple. Then it will be your turn of being. ”“Well, he can’t be too much of an idiot or he wouldn’t be a category ‘A’. I’m telling you it was just bad luck.”“He was drunk, Art. Distracted by that new blonde of his. He must enjoy losing his wives to reclassification. He’s already on number four!”“Just a run of bad luck, Evie. All of them were cat A’s when he met them and that ‘dumb blonde’ of his is a nurse. She had to train for 4 years to become one.”“Mark my words, Art. She’ll get reclassified within the year. But that doesn’t change. She moved slowly up and down and she could feel him growing stiffer with every stroke. She lowered his trousers, and snaked her hands in the slit of his boxers; grabbing at his cock and lightly teasing the head around in her fingers.This was driving Jake to his limits. He reached down and slid his hand inside Chrissie's jeans, pushing her thong to the side as he rubbed her mound slowly; carressing and teasing. Chrissie pushed Jake's boxers around his ankles violently, and began to tug harder at. Later I headed for her legs. The chaddar was only half over her, i.e. the opposite side, allowing me to have a full view of her bare legs upto the knees. Now I knew I had quite an effort to make to uncover her legs fully without her knowledge. I gently discarded the chaddar completely. Now there was only her nighty and petticoat to be worked upon. Inch by inch I kept raising them till I could see her panties. What an accomplishment, I thought to myself. She did seem to be softly snoring still,.