"She got out of the bed (which was by itself a wondrous sight) and began to dress. Now it was my turn so I complained, "I don't need fucking PT! I can...do what needs to be done myself."Tatiana fell back on a typical nurse's response, "Sorry, but it is doctor's orders."I decided since she was a little pissed already, I would add some more fuel to her simmering fire (because I had a plan), "Don't give me that typical nurse bullshit or I will fire you again as my personal nurse."She stopped midway. Then she asked me if Louise had told me where she came from, and other questions, which I saw were put to see, if Louise had told about their relationship. As we talked I looked at her, comparing her with Louise, and saw the likeness stronger than ever. “Why stare so?” she asked. When she had heard of all our bum frolics she gave a sigh and said, “Well, if I had not brought her to London, she would have gone to Paris with A… . (mentioning some French name), and have had it done to her there, —. .. for me."It was a joy to see the smile on Jared's face when I said that. I glanced down towards his crotch, purposely ... though there was no way of course that I could see him as he sat in front of the desk, though for a moment I did so as though having x-ray vision or something. I smiled as he fidgeted in his seat, as though I actually might have."So ... was it anything like you hoped it would be when you ... ah, when you stood there watching me?" he nervously stated, and immediately adding. Anderson's gloved fingers hit a spot inside her that made her muscles clamp down and her pussy gush. Lindsay's orgasm swept through her as she moaned loudly, sprawling on the exam table in a limp pile of limbs. She tensed when Dr. Anderson pushed her legs apart and pulled her down to the edge of the exam table. "Relax. If you're tense, it will be uncomfortable for you." Lindsay's eyes fluttered closed in pleasure as he began rubbing her clit, and she barely had time to make a sound of protest.