Aren't you Joan from the accountingdepartment?"Aunt Joan draped my coat across the back of my chair, and then turnedand held out her hand to the docto.... "So good to see you again,Lillian. I'm surprised you remembered me."The doctor took Aunt Joan's hand in both of hers. "How could I forgetthe woman who untangled the mess they made of my paychecks when Ichanged my name?" After giving Aunt Joan's hands a squeeze, DoctorChung turned to me and crouched down. "So you must be Bobby. That's avery. Her long brown hair cascaded from the mask if a frizzy mess as she pulled it from her head. She was 40 this year, and though her friends jokingly called her a cougar, it seemed like every day she found another grey hair and watched her once-reddish brown locks fade. Maybe that’s why she was doing this, she thought as she pulled her hair into a ponytail of her own. Maybe she was jealous, and wanted to steal some youth for herself. Whatever the reason, she didn’t have time for introspection when. She couldn't stave off cumming forever. Sooner or later it would engulf her and there would be little she could do about it. Then the doorbell rang. The intruder stopped his attentions, "Dinner is here, slave, do not roll back over or you will be punished. You may cum, slave, but only while the delivery guy is inside the house. You will not be allowed to cum afterward, slave. Do you understand?" Stephanie nodded her head quickly, knowing her orgasm was close. "I. "I'm..." hanging my head I tried again, "I'm sorry Cloe no one has tried to do that to me in a long time. I'll be in the other room I know you don't want me too near right now." I flashed out still hearing her whimpering; now I felt like a complete ass. There was a knock at the door, getting up I saw that it was Celina. "That was a hideous thing you did Tyrome," she hissed. My faced screwed into a mask of anger I told her, "Considering that you were a part of that pain you don't have that much.