She gave a dimpled smile and spoke softly with the woman as they disappeared behind the door and it closed slowly. I folded the magazine I’d been re...ding, exhaled, and tossed it onto the table at my side. God! I hope she’s my doctor’s nurse, I muttered to myself. ‘Christopher Commanday!’ I heard, which snapped me out of my reverie. It was she – the gorgeous nurse – calling my name. I jumped up, almost to attention, and banged my knee on the magazine table…very hard. ‘Oooh,’ she said, ‘…are. ”“Yes. It was great.”“Okay. So you didn’t actually have intercourse with her?”“No.”“Okay. Let me ask you about yesterday, okay? I’m just trying to help you understand what happened and maybe why. Why do you think you didn’t stop what we were doing? Do you have any idea?”A few minutes passed, but i didn’t answer. i was still upset, and was trying to calm down.“Okay, that’s okay.” He paused as if he were thinking and then said, “Let me ask you this then. Yesterday, it seemed to me, and I might be. ” She cupped my balls. She was gone when I woke up the next morning. I sat up wondering if it had been a dream as I pushed the hair from my face. I moved to the bath and as I took my morning pee felt the evidence of the night before lovemaking. “Nope it was real!” I smiled as I turned on the shower. The house was quiet as I moved into the kitchen only wearing my boxers. There was hot coffee and I poured a cup before moving out onto the porch. I sat at the little table enjoying the country air. On the way back to our hotel we stopped at the bookstore and, as a lark, we checked out the viewing booths behind the beaded curtain in the arcade area. The first thing I noticed when we opened the door was the smell. I mean I was hit with the smell of cigarettes, sweat, cum, piss, disinfectant, and who knew what. The booths were four feet by five feet, cramped for two people. There was a cheap metal folding chair and mounted in the back wall was a plexi-glass covered TV monitor, activated by.