"Welcome, Miss Patricia," said Bones."What is this all about, Mr. Bones?" she asked nervously."I see you received my note," said Bones. For the first ...ime, I noticed a crumpled note was clutched in her left hand."Yes," said Patricia. "Why did you request my presence here this morning? Is it your desire to extort money?" Do you know who you are talking to?" I exclaimed. Her question nearly made me jump out of my chair. I could not let such a woman, no matter how lovely and no matter how talented. She almost laughed. Sex didn't feel like she'd thought it would, either. This was ... different. It felt ... like nothing she'd done, and yet it was similar to the first time she'd ever done it. It was weird, but exciting, too.She was so small down there, and she was so tense she just knew she couldn't loosen up in time. Then Alan slipped his finger between them and started diddling her clit. Bob pulled back, apparently disappointed.Okay, this she could do. She liked being on top. Oh, she could. Technically, he was "only" a general practitioner, not a specialist, but the next closest gynecologist, from whom one would normally seek a Pill prescription, had his practice about 20 km (12 miles) away. As I said, I knew this doctor for many years and a prescription for the Pill was really not a problem. It would take at most no more than 5 minutes and I would be on my way without an examination.So it was this time. I sat in his small office, across from him behind his desk. As usual, he. My alarm clock read 3:28AM. I was more awake now that I had been all day. I threw back the sheets and walked quickly to Mom's room. The moonlight through the window cast the room in a cold blue. Mom was sprawled across the bed, above the sheets. Her bare ass was aglow in the blue light. I tried to move her gently, to get her aligned on the bed, and covered with sheets and blanket. She mumbled incoherently as I gently pushed and pulled. I got her mostly tucked in, sleeping safely on her side,.