”“I didn’t know that.”The clerk counted out $500 into my hand. “One hundred, two hundred, three hundred, four hundred, five hundred. There y... go ... Five hundred dollars.”“Can I get change?”“Sure. 20,40,60,80, 90, 95, and five ones.”We traded.“Where’s your betting slips?”“Gonna try again?”“Voices in my head.”She laughed and handed me a selection ticket.I looked at the ceiling, “Now, what were those numbers again?”So ... I picked those ... gave the clerk two dollars and handed in the ticket.When. Napier said, "Goodbye dear." Bye," I said. And then I was alone in the waiting room. For a while I just sat and read, wondering where the doctor was. I could have still been in the green room with Lucy. My mind kept going back to that. What did it mean? It couldn't possibly be a bad thing. She had totally turned my day around. I was almost excited to be alive again. After about twenty minutes of waiting the door opened. I set down my magazine and looked up, expecting to see Dr. Marta walking. They interestingly asked me what they said? What did they talk about? I told them to shut up and eat.Later when I got home at night, I kept on thinking about the words those guys said. It kept on revolving my head and I started to imagine how it would if I was the girl they were talking about.I started getting so wet and my pussy started itching uncontrollably. I was unknowingly pressing my boobs thinking. I went to the bathroom and removed my nighty and panties and sat on the floor though it. I think I might do the same. Driving you and your friends all over town tomorrow for your birthday is going to take a lot of energy, so I better rest up" I said half-jokingly. We continued with some more small talk, discussed where we would eat, which movie we would go see, and got the schedule figured out for his birthday. After all that, he retreated to his room to play his xbox, while I cleaned up around the house some. It had been a couple of hours since I had last thought about what I.