"Sharon, is there anyone else... ?" How could you say that, after last night?" she almost yelled, hurt colouring her voice. "What do you think I am?" ...h God I'm sorry. I knew when I stepped out of your car last night that nothing better had ever happened to me. I thought it had been important to you, too, but I was so afraid to take you for granted."Ahhh, I'd said the right thing for once. The anger left her eyes, and we settled back into the couch, the TV serving as our chaperone. At the end. He asked her to lift her hips up and pulled them down.Her pussy region was partially exposed. The doctor checked her stomach and abdomen by palpating and pressing the region fully with both hands.Doctor: Arshiya, I feel your tummy is a little full. Do you have bowel moments regularly? And is your stool hard?Arshiya never expected a male doctor would ask about her bowel movements. But this question was required as once gut play’s a vital role in keeping their body healthy.She: Yes, doctor. I get. Then only I will show what I did last night.No, jiju, I cannot allow you to do everything with my body, as I am scared of pregnancy.No problem, I will not do till the end.Ok, jiju, but be careful.Then, I just slide my hands on her buttocks from inside of her night pant. I could sense her panty, which is very soft. Again, I advanced by placing my hands inside her panty and wow what a feeling of touching the good soft buttocks.Slowly pushed my left index finger in between of the cracks and. Sarah wearing short ,shorts and the old doctor was almost staring at her slim, tanned legs. He examined the graze, then got a swab. He poured something from a bottle and wiped the area. Sarah winced as it stung her. I looked at the scrape and it didn’t look anything to worry about, .. which was a relief. The doctor poured ,iodine on a dressing and then applied a dressing and stuck it on with tape. I thought that would be it and so did Sarah. She began to sit up. The doctor put a hand on.