Cath put up a hand to stop me when I went to take those off also. "You have a good physique," she said after she had gotten a good look at my chest. "...ou've got the beginnings of good musculature, if you wanted to take up strength training it wouldn't hurt, but overall you have a good body. Take the boxers off."I slowly slid my boxer shorts off and they joined the rest of my clothes on the floor. I stood there in front of Cath, nervous and shaking, but also a little aroused. Her eyes focused in. “Oh, I don’t think he liked that! Is that a pout? Ah well. Come here, I need you to come here, to me, and taste me.”She was beckoning again. I stood still for a moment to let more water drain off. As I did, I knew I was hopelessly entwined in her game, so I wadded to her, scrambled up the bank onto the patch of short grass. She sat on the bench, leaning against its back. And blatantly opened her legs. The silver moonlight ran over her body, her waist, her breasts, now laid bare from the cover. The Doctor told this was an experimental treatment. He said if I would like to keep giving it to me at his office or would I rather have him come to my home and have him give it to me with my husband's approval. I told him to come to our house so my husband could watch him giving me the full treatment. He approved my choice and then said he needed to inject some special lubricant deep in my cervical cavity to make the walls moist. He then asked me if he had my permission to make the injection. We'll owe you that, if this works. But," she looked at the others, "our little group is alone in the universe. Eventually, we'll be large, a race to be reckoned with, but for now we need friends." Her hand squeezed Sarah's knee. "Are you a friend?"There was a pause, followed by both her hands covering theirs."I can be..."Hannah slipped back into bed, pregnant body protesting having ever left it. She had thought she had heard sounds from the girl's room, late night giggling. The temptation to.