I assured him again that he my permission to proceed. I could tell he was debating the prudence of continuing the exam; he checked his watch repeatedl..., even though only seconds had passed. I nodded u*********sly, wanting an end to this limbo.Surprisingly, the stethoscope was warm when it touched my skin; his palm cupped it as he pushed it up and under my breast; he asked me to breathe deeply. My breasts rose on my chest as I inhaled, my hardened nipples protruding through the thin, parted. I can’t tell you how many times it suggests dirty words from all of the nasty messages I’ve sent to you. Makes me smile. He: Well you want to be a nasty porn star don’t you?? She: I want be YOUR nasty porn star! I don’t know if I’ve told you lately, but I really miss you! It’s way too long until I can see you again! It’s frustrating to have found you and feel the way I about you and not be able to spend time with you. Love & miss you, baby He: Yes I understand, missing you also. Alright I. We went out on the dance floor and began dancing. He could move his body. I could see the nice outline of his dick in his tight jeans. It had to be at least eight inches. He was wearing a tight shirt which showed off his nice pecks and six pack abs. When the song ended the next song was a slow dance. He asked me to stay out and I put my arms on his broad shoulders as he reached for my hips. He held me close and said his name was Chip. I said I am Amy. We talked a little as we danced. I felt his. “What about Tad?” I said.“Tad, too. We’re all going to talk about it,” she answered.Sarah took the lead. She told Peggy, quietly and calmly, that she didn’t believe for a moment that I was planning to leave and not come back. “And you know that yourself, Peggy. You can’t really believe Marty wants to leave!”“I don’t know what to believe,” she said. That tone of voice again -- like outside, when I’d gotten that “yeah, okay” response.“I don’t think Marty is going to leave,” Tad said.Now Sarah.