Van der Stock's office would be too much like a periodontist's office, and she'd have to share a waiting room with other patients — other women — ...ll waiting for their turn with the therapist. Fortunately, though, the waiting area was small, with several comfortable chairs. Rather than ancient magazines, there were a number of well-read hardback books on the waiting area table — Pride and Prejudice, Lord Vanity, Aristotle's On the Soul. An illustrated volume of the Kama Sutra.She had just about. So I again started going down to her stomach and pussy area. She wasn’t speaking anything neither was I as I didn’t want anyone to get any intention. I thought of asking her to come to the bathroom but since it’s a daytime and a crowded train, I knew it wouldn’t work.I continued my play with my hands near the pussy area but I couldn’t really feel it with my hands due to her saree. I wanted to feel her pussy anyhow. So I went above again to feel her stomach and then slowly tried putting the hand. " I was all in for playing.At first, it didn't occur to me what she had in mind by playing. The next time wasn't at the cabin but in Alexis' bedroom. Her parents were away for the weekend and I was there for a sleepover. She dressed for the occasion borrowing her mom's garter belt and stockings and a lace babydoll covering, but not hiding, her tits. She gave me her dad's crotch-less briefs. It was a strange feeling wearing ordinary underwear with my cock and balls hanging out the front."Now we. Game rig. We just barely got you out of there in time." Thank . . . you . . ." I said as I realized I was being pushed along ona cot to one of the hospital rooms nearby. As I was being wheeled along,I blacked out again. ***When I awoke, I found myself lying on a bed in the cardiac ward.Realizing I had made a terrible mistake in playing CyberAnnie so hard forso long, I groaned in anguish and stared out the window for a while.Then an entirely new and different.