"Surrogates have sex with the patients, right?" It can happen, but surrogates aren't there purely for the sex," Veronica corrected him. "Often enough ...hey don't have sex with their patients."Dave blushed, heartily embarrassed and afraid he had insulted her. "I'm sorry."Veronica gave him a disarming smile and a reassuring pat on the knee. "Don't be. It's a misunderstood profession."Relieved, Dave nodded. "So you were a therapist and a surrogate." Yes, but I never did both at once with a patient.. Starting the next morning I had to change my own tampons and napkins,along with flushing out at least once a day. So much for being told thisis such a private and personal thing for girls to do, yet I had Mummy ornanny with me every time, just watching making me feel so degraded whilebending over pulling out a blotted wet tampon.After cleaning up watching as I use the douche or pushed this littlecapsule in once a day and telling me to make sure it's pushed right in,then to watch as I try to. Now before Iget your information I must inform you that this will include somenudity." That made Greg pause for a moment. Though with human sexualitythere probably was going to be a little nudity."Does it still pay the $250?" he asked, that being the deciding factor ifhe was still interested."Yes, the price hasn't changed." That made him nod, glad that they weresticking with that."Then I am interested. What information do you need?" she asked him a fewabout his health, and even a few. Sean was quieter and closer my size, a little over six feet. He was clearly coat-tailing on John's charm and enjoying it, especially the extra attention we were getting from the bartenders. I recognized Brenda, a brunette in her late twenties, from earlier visits. She was tall and slim, and definitely spent serious time in a gym. Her jeans were skintight and really low-cut and she had a big-handled metal bottle opener sticking out of the waistband in the back, nestled between amazing butt.