.." purred Margaret, sliding one hand over her breasts, then down across the hot skin of her flat stomach. "Yeah, a large number of large men..." And ...ow, if you'll excuse me, I have several other patients to check on. I only hope they've responded as positively to the treatment as you have, Miss Carter." Margaret giggled, swelling with pride at the compliment, her right index finger tenderly parting the slick lips of her pussy, her gaze drifting back to her new breasts. "I'll return later, to. He spent the next twenty minuets asking and answering questions; he spent the time listening to their answers and quickly found that what was missing was quite simply to do with mindset and could easily be improved by a couple of sessions in about three hours. He knew the current coach wasn’t pushing the right motivational buttons, but he had 27 other hours to fill and a bonus if they won so he came up with a detailed plan and described in great detail the bogus treatment for the team.They were. ”When we entered the council chamber, I was amazed to see that the u-shaped table and the chairs that dominated the room were made of wood. Wood was much too expensive to use as furniture. Even the desk in Admiral Washburn’s office was metal and plastic. There were nine large, comfortable-looking chairs around that table. The fanciest chair at the center. Around the room along the walls were other chairs not nearly as elegant, fancy, or well padded.The room had been a quiet babble of women’s. Linda was a goddess, the river nymph, spreading a magical ointment that cooled down her flushed face and made her relax. She wanted to kiss her... She wanted Linda to kiss her... But the kiss didn't come. She opened her eyes."Feeling good?" Linda asked, smiling down at her.Jeannie nodded. She couldn't talk."Now, your shoulder... You've got to take your pajamas off, Jeannie. I mean, only the top..." OK," Jeannie said, straightening herself up on the bed. She looked down, avoiding Linda's stare..