I have no idea what the real name is. Once they know what needs to be done, this is where they send you. This is for the relatively minor stuff. I ima...ine if I'd come in with a heart attack or a bullet wound that I'd have gone somewhere else and there would have been a team of people running around yelling "stat!"This room was primarily a bunch of metal tables that could be made private by pulling a screen closed, similar to the shower curtain I'd yanked off the wall when I slipped. Like the. We need to get you something to wear I told her then turned to the wife get that outfit I like. She reluctantly obliged, whether she didn’t really want any part of it or she thought the outfit was hers I will never really know. The wife returned with a sheer loose pink top and short leatherette skirt.Tina sized up the outfit then stood so I could dress her. The top first letting the low slung top rest between her natural cleavage. Next was her skirt which I had to get on my knees to properly. The boy was _very_ sensitive abouthis size. His reaction indicated that he'd probably been teasedseverely about it when he was younger."What are all the tests about?" Pete asked cautiously. "Are you lookingfor drugs or alcohol?"Tina nodded. "Partly. We're also doing screening for variousantibodies, looking at the blood chemistry, and looking at your hormonelevels." She saw his concerned expression. "It's part of our standardphysical." Inwardly, she wasn't so confident. He definitely. I return to my seat pleased with the subterfuge but have anxiety about my two women in the rest room. They have to decide whether to accepting the idea or sharing one cock for the rest of their lives -at least one cock in their household.The rest room is vacant when the ladies walk in. They go to the sink and each gets out lipstick and apply a little and pucker. They turn to face each other. No words are spoken. Kimberly washes her hands but does not dry them.She walks to the farthest stall -.