I heard a humming noise and the printer spat out some graphs. Heather said, “You’re all set, ready to go. I’ll let the doctor know and as soon a... she comes in we will get started.” She left, returning in a few minutes she wheeled a TV with built in VCR to the table and asked if I could see the screen all right. I nodded as Dr. Kim entered.“Now, Mr. Stevens, as I told you this is experimental and you may find it quite unusual. If at any time you wish to stop just let us know. Okay Heather start. ”“The connection.”“Yes. I’m afraid it’s there and it will mask all the problems. It’ll make things seem like they are better than they actually are. I don’t think Jennifer and I are meant for each other.”“Will you test a theory with me, Big Brother?”“That depends on what it is, Squirt.”“I want you to kiss me, softly. A French kiss. This is NOT an attempt to seduce you. I want to see something.”“I think I know what your angle is, but I didn’t feel the connection with Jennifer after she confessed. It was so short that when I sat on the bed with my legs closed and looked into the mirror I could still see the V shape of my knickers. Only putting my hands on the top of the skirt or a well place handbag would stop someone getting an eye full of my crotch. I pranced around the room in it with just a thong on underneath taking quick glances into the mirror. I felt so naughty even in the privacy of my own room, as the tiny pleated skirt flapped around my thighs it easily exposed my thong and. She started reaching for her skirt and top in the front seat but she could not reach for them…The cop smiled, saying she should stay still, since it was pretty obvious that the bastard was just enjoying the view of my sensual wife lying there with her legs fully spread. The cop added that he was sure that Dennis was not her husband.Anita giggled, saying he was right…The man then informed them that he could run both of them in for public indecency. They begged him to not do that. The naughty cop.