This time I decided to make it brief as I wanted to get backto the hospital before p.m. rounds started that night. So I said, Ok guys, myname is Dr. G...ldman, let's do these physicals and get them over with ok. Tosave time guys, why don't you all strip down --take off all your clothesincluding your underpants, and line up next to each other,I looked at the guys slowly removing their clothes, their muscles were welldeveloped and they all were very well hung. Good looking k**s. OK, whose. He assured me these were all "live" and real. I was sitting in his lap and he told me to look around with the mouse myself and see what I liked. As he was letting me do this I saw couples, some fat and really not pleasant to see, single men with face shots and finally a black man with his cock in his hand. I said " that is a really nice cock" when I meant as far as to look at and my husband heard me say it but thought it meant I liked it. I tried to explain myself but he said "yeah, what you. Gonna get you now, you sum’bitch! Master’s not going to be easy on ya this time. Master’s gonna let me tear ya apart, nice and slow!’ Rabbit stopped, looking back incredulously. ‘You fuck! Master? You logged on! I warned you about the bastard, Troll. Why the fuck did you log on?’ The old cyborg cackled. ‘Maintenance, you sum’bitch…Maintenance.’ The mechanical nightmare suddenly lurched forward, claws out stretched to grab at Rabbit, who of course, was no longer available. ‘Troll works for. We can play ‘Truth or Dare’.” We all went in. Sat around the table and took a pen to spin. The first time it stopped at Anjali. She chose truth. We asked about her crush. She told it was some guy in her school. Next, the pen stopped at me.They asked me some random question. It went on for like this for some time. Then the game started to be a little boring. Anjali suggested let’s ask some khatta meetha questions in a naughty tone. The pen stopped at Shruti this time. Anjali asked something.