Dr. Adams's lips broke into a crocodile's grin. "I'm sorry dear, what was that you said." I want to give it to you... my pussy... I wa- need it, ma'am..." Laura begged.Dr. Adams withdrew her hand from underneath the coat and lifter her finger to Laura's lips, while the blonde groaned in frustration. Laura knew what was expected and began to lick the pungent juices for the proffered finger, wincing a little as she tasted not only the wonderful flavor of pussy, but the slightly tangy remnants from. I did and pondered whether the risk of my mom hearing that her car was seen parked outside her place of work would be offset by the reward that Janet's suggestion hinted.It's no secret that teenage hormones defy logic. I drove to the clinic in great haste, because, as I rationalized, the parking lot offered the best place in Perryville to practice parallel parking.The twelfth of January was approaching and Janet's attention was drawn to the argument in the next room. Berry was pointing out that. The procedure should only take a few minutes, and there is no pain."The clinic as I thought of it was across the flat floor, and into the area I had never been in. Just as was 99.99 percent of the base.The room was a pastel blue, and looked comfortable. As we entered, a chair came out of the wall. This one looked new, as if it had just been made. Perhaps it had, for all I knew.Chris got me to sit, and the chair reclined a little. Susan looked fearful. I was worried, inside, as well. A small. Under a large, ornate awning, sat Neha's aunt, Queen Hepshetsup flanked by two Nubian slaves with large Ostrich feather fans. On her head, the Queen wore the tall white crown, The Hedjet, of Upper Egypt. Her pleated skirt and bodice were nearly the same as those worn by Neha, but included the blue band and sash that denoted the Queens high office. The young women moved directly to the Queen and prostrated herself before her."Ah, niece. Arise and join me," the Queen said. Immediately a low stool.