Her tongue mingled with his, exploring his mouth, probing it, and his tongue thrust into her mouth, feeling its warm inviting flavor.This was paradise... a touch of heaven, an ecstasy compressed into human flesh and living in human touch. The perkiness of her breasts against his chest, the tantalizing scent of her perfume, the warmth inside her mouth, all this made him feel warm, protected, safe, sheltered from the hungers and pains of the world outside. He leaned back, dreamily, and let her. Love, Aimee."OMG! Mom wants dad to take a Viagra pill! Heck, I'm 18 years old, I don't need one of these but what the heck, I may as well try it. The worst that can happen is I go home with a hard on and have to take care of myself. So I took the pill, drank the water and swallowed. We'll see what happens.A few minutes later I heard the two "brides" giggling outside the door. I was already hard at this point and the Viagra hadn't even kicked in yet! Was I really going to pull this off? They. ”“Am I OK? I mean for the baby?”“Absolutely, I just hope that you will not get to angry about the spray malfunction. We will get it turned off and looked at ASAP. Again I am so sorry. This is not the way I wanted our first appointment to go.”“I’m feeling better. I should be OK to drive home. Let me get dressed.”The doctor left the room and the nurse removed the dressings and gave Jean the bin holding her clothes and shoes. After dressing, Jean went to the front desk and was signing out, when. We bothlaughed. Chris told me that her room mate was Morgan Esteves. I askedher if it was *the* Morgan Esteves, the bikini model recently on thecover of Sports Illustrated's Swimsuit Edition? Chris confirmed it was.On Morgan's desk was a binder of her modelling pictures which Chrisshowed me. Lots of bikini pictures showing a perfect body with curves inall the right places and large breasts. Chris made a comment about herown lack of boobs and how Morgan apparently got both their share.Chris.