Though our subject has involuntarily agreed to help us, I have blindfolded her in order to protect her anonymity, but like all subjects in medicine sh... is subject to the mercy of the doctor."The doctor then continued on and said to her, "My dear Darla, since you are here for an exam, especially after all of the sex you have had these past days, I believe it on right, as a responsible health practitioners to show my students what really turns you on. So without further adeau, let the lesson. I changed my thinking and hoped that I would get lucky. "Let me know if you get dizzy," she instructed. "I'm only close like this so I can catch you before you fall." I had no doubt that what she said was true. I also felt how nicely we fit together. She was just a couple of inches shorter than me, and I could feel the strength in her curves. A fantasy of her using that strength to push me onto a bed and then ride me almost caused me to swoon. She steadied me and we headed up the street. "Do. Burris' name, the name associated with the helpful voice on the other end of my phone call. That was the coin of the realm--a contact. It bought me a campus map with two points inked in, noting where I was and where I wanted to be. I thanked them and left, grateful that I'd accomplished something despite the scale of the bureaucracy that I'd witnessed. My next step was to secure a place to lay my head that evening. The campus map I'd been given was designed with visitors in mind. With its help. I could feel the tip of my glans bulging out of my foreskin, I could feel the heat of her on the knob. I knew that the foreskin would be revealing a bulb of helmet, purple and exquisitely sensitive. I could feel her fingers at the base of my penis gripping the skin and pulling back revealing more of the sensitive head, I could feel a sharp sting as the foreskin stretched more that it was used to. I knew what was about to happen but could not stop it, 'be carefull, It hurts' I pleaded, if you.