Donna couldn't understand why he didn't just take her. She knew that he wanted her.At last he pushed her away and in a flash had a stool between them....Mrs. Travers, you are clearly very ill," exclaimed the distraught physician. "I'm going to give you a sedative that should calm your... your urges. And I'm going to order some blood tests. The nurse will be in shortly to draw blood. Until we have the results, you need to take the sedative and get some rest." The only thing I need is that hard rod. I guess the sweat suit she wore to our interview had hidden most of her ample assets. I couldn’t help but gawk! Especially at her cleavage. She smiled, batted her eyes, and said, “Hi Mr. G.”I invited her in, following her into the living room, and enjoying the view from the rear as much as I did from the front.She turned, suddenly, again catching me leering at her ass. “Like what you see?” she asked, the innocence in her voice making me not fit well in my work clothes.“What? Oh….well…I…I…guess. So I doffed it. I stretched to reach up the wall to start rolling when she poked me in the navel and said, “You can take your pants off too. We wouldn’t want to get paint on those either.”“That’d hardly be fair,” I said, “you’d have more cloths on than me.” “Easily fixed.” She said, as she pulled down on her jeans and they slipped off around her knees. She then reached around, grabbed the bottom corners of her sweatshirt and pulled it up over her head.I was stunned. There she stood, gloriously. "Obeying my orders, just as you should be doing if you were in my shoes. Now Bracewell is on his way to sort out this mess, you and this Jack Adams are to remain here until he arrives." The sound of a rifle being cocked made both Susan and Jack turn around. "Don't make us force you to do this." Lloyd added with a regretful smile on his lips"This isn't the way to do this Lloyd ... I don't know, you swing from a being a prat to a nice guy, I'm just not sure what you are in this world." Jack said.