.”We see her standing outside her practice – as she addresses the camera directly. “My name is Dr Frances Hardwich, and I want to have sex with ... dog, on camera.”Frances drives herself to Oldham in her black BMW. She talks to a dash-cam that has been mounted to catch her thoughts during the drive.“I’m looking forward to this in every way imaginable. I’ve been thinking about it for about 4 years and now it’s about to happen I’m feeling very happy.”Later in the drive she passes a sign that reads:. It arrived, as so often, suddenly and she convulsed and stiffened and let out a cry of orgasm. I kept going, just as she had taught me. She loved the secondary orgasm, the little one that followed the first. She savoured it, relished it and loved that I was an enthusiastic student, in bed as well as out of it.“Get up here.”I struggled back up and sat beside her, our backs against the padded headboard.She lit another cigarette. “I find that breaking rules is much more fun than observing them,. This could be fun!The following Friday, I invited Tommie Ann over to watch a movie. I have no recollection to this day of what movie it was. All I could think about was the fact I was going to fuck her, and it was up to me to decide when. I wanted it to be that night, but she’d not mentioned sex to me since the call earlier in the week.The movie ended, and I fidgeted nervously.“Well, I’m kinda tired,” she said, stretching. “I guess I should go home.”“You can sleep here again if you want,” I. "I'm just glad to see you're not dead. It's much more fun this way." The man said, looking at Lesley as a wolf would a lost fawn. His gaze pierced her green eyes before travelling down her body, stopping at her chest. She hadn't even noticed that the fall had ripped the cup of her sports bra off of her right breast, exposing her bright pink nipple to the cold autumn air. Before she knew it, Lesley found herself at the stream, with the man almost at her. "No, please let me g-" She tried.