‘Your blood pressure is pretty high. Are you worked up about something?’ She frowns a bit at me then winks and marks something on my report. ‘Ye...h. How could it not with you around.’ I feebly try to flirt back with her. She smiles at me again and I’m losing any kind of willpower I might have had. Soon, though, she’s done and she walks to the door. ‘The doctors will be with you in a moment,’ she says. Her eyes sparkle with mischievousness and her hand lingers on the handle of the door daring me. I"m not putting it up here. You will have to imagine it!"Oh, god Colie, that feels so fucking good..." Wow" was all she said. She quickly reached over, got a bit on her finger, and put it on her tongue..."Daddy, you better not get me pregnant.." Giggling like mad, she tasted the semen :"Eeeeeewwwww. oh, that is gross...see you later, alligator.......thank you daddy...I love you..." She kissed my forehead and ran out of the room.In most stories like this, this is the beginning of a tale of ****. He still thought of that twenty year old that he met here so long ago and that made him laugh. ‘You really are a dirty old man, I still wonder why I married you,’ she said smiling and flicked a hand so that it slapped his ass cheek. ‘Ow you say the loveliest things Dear. I was remembering when we met, I liked your suit then,’ he said laughing again. The woman joined him and then said,’ I think you soon had the same suit on when you joined me, it was your birthday suit wasn’t it?’ As he thought. I'm still married but frustration has set in, never any money or enjoyment of our surroundings. Wife is working and there's a vintage fair nearby, The Goth is going. I turn up and we see each other for first time in near fifteen years. I meet her man, they're getting remarried and we're invited. I have always found her attractive - she's into Rockabilly too now - I can see her dancing in the old dance halls with the American GIs in a flashback-fantasy.2017 - we're at the wedding. She looks.