Unfortunately you are lying on my arm and it is protesting that it has been used as a pillow for a while.I try to extricate myself, but it only makes ...ou murmur in your sleep and grasp it tighter. I decide to lie there for a while and see whether you will wake up. I figure that as long as my bladder can hold out, so can I! As I gaze down at your hair fanned out on my arm and pillow, flashbacks of our night together come to mind. I seem to recall that we met at a cocktail party. You were the. When he'd come up and taken her hands she'd felt blessed. When he started talking to them she felt like telling him everything she could think of about her life. She just knew he'd understand and make everything better, even if what she was going through was necessary and something he wanted her to undergo.But what happened later was even more unbelievable. She'd felt his power personally, but she watched as each and every women in that hall stood and watched his every movement and she just. " Oh yes. I remember now. You not only save the girl but killed one of the nasty men." Her face was smiling but she looked to be putting on an act. If I didn't know better I would think she already knew a lot about me."I gave you my name but I didn't catch yours." Oh, I am sorry. My name is Joyce Henderson. I was just preparing a snack for Alice. Won't you have some pastries with us?" Why thank you. It's one of my weak spots."When we got to the kitchen I could see the coffee percolating and. Stand up and disrobe, please." He glanced at the pictures on his desk as Vixen peeled of her shirt and unlatched her lace-trimmed bra and let her big boobs spring free. Despite looking at naked women all day, the doctor found himself tumescent as soon as Vixen walked through the door with her giant hooters bouncing."Oh, they are lovely," the man said, standing and reaching out with both hands, his mouth open. He grasped Vixen's high, firm breasts and massaged them firmly, feeling them deeply.