. until now. Marcie now just couldn't get her mind (and eyes) off of Rachael's vaginal area as she suddenly had wild vivid fantasies of what she would...like to do to that rather neglected cunt with her mouth and tongue.Rachael too was similarly distracted this afternoon. Marcie was wearing one of her oldest and most worn out white tank tops that barely covered her soft and pure white breasts at all. Her nipples poked out about a full inch and the darkness of her areolas around them was plainly. I was feeling more at ease, so much so that I was feeling a little aroused sitting semi-nude in front of this young stud. I never had a doctor/patient fantasy before but needless to say, I now understand the allure. I assured him that he had my consent and he was free to perform his duties.He concluded his questions, entering my answers adroitly on his tablet, after which we endured an awkward pause as we waited for the nurse. I assured him again that he my permission to proceed. I could tell. Her pale skin was illuminated in the moon light. Her long red auburn hair shimmered with each beam. Those ice blue eyes pierced straight through me and thick luscious lips painted with hot pink lip gloss ate me alive! I knew she saw me looking, but I didn't give a damn. I continued down her neck, pass her collar bone, and landed in the clouds. Her very, no, extremely tight fitting dress was like a second skin on her very supple breast, 34F's. Not quite as big as mines, but they were succulent. Melissa walked past without acknowledging either one of them and slammedher office door shut."What a bitch, I warned you Brenda, she can be sweet as honey when shewants, but let something set her off and beware, she becomes a lionesslooking for a kill," Cheryl said."I'd better let her know Margaret called."Brenda rang Melissa's office."What now?" she spat into the phone."Margaret Voss called and said that it was important that you call herimmediately." Thanks Brenda, I'm sorry I took my ticket.