”“I see you’ve learned a bit about death and dying.”“I know more about it than I want to,” I sighed. “And about near death, too. I don�...t know how you doctors do it.”“I’m not going to say that you get used to it, but you’re developing coping mechanisms. The key is not to use a destructive behavior to cope. Alcoholism, drug abuse, and serial infidelity are all responses to the pressure of being a doctor, with death being just one of the bigger causes of stress and depression.”“Lovely,” I said.“I. Easing her swimsuit further I soon had a view of her slightly rounded belly, followed by her thick black untrimmed pubic hair. I watched her gently drying between her legs before she pulled on her white panties. She then attended to her big tits carefully drying them before hiding them inside her vast white bra. She continued to dress and left oblivious of the fact she had been secretly observed for my sexual gratification.Next a plump woman in her early 50s entered wearing grey sweat pants. Oh wow, I’m naked, Charles, I’m totally naked.’ ‘Will you touch your skin for me, Carla? Will you tell me how your body feels?’ ‘Oh Charles… I feel so warm… I love to play with my breasts and pinch my hard nipples… Oh my, it feels sooooo good.’ Now Carla was starting to get into it, revealing her sexy voice for the first time. She asked, ‘Are… are you wearing anything, Charles?’ ‘No Carla, I’m naked. I’ve been holding my penis ever since I heard your lovely voice.’ ‘Oh god,’ Carla moaned. ‘Oh. My skirt swirled against my legs as I walked and I felt the familiar tug of the suspenders against the stockings. It felt so good!!Each time we went out dressed as we were, we pause as we pass the corner shop to look at our reflections in the window. I really was amazed how good I looked and how sexy the pleated skirt was. My silicone breasts gave me a very good figure and again I felt my penis trying to escape from its trapped location between my legs.We walked on. As we approached Susan's.