Well, wealthy when compared to my old status, and quite wealthy when compared to any of my neighbors. On my way to this point I had passed another bou...der with instructions - and with some kind of spell added to that text. I only dared to follow the text two times, since I could sense that otherwise the urge might become uncontrollable. Now I started having images of the girl/woman when I ‘read’ the text. For certain I wasn’t going to tell Saga that I almost got a hard-on, just by listening to. .. I hate him.” She almost screamed. I said nothing, just pulled her closer.After a few minutes she disengaged and walked into the living room and sat on the settee. She looked up at me and after apologising for crying, she slowly started to explain.“We were supposed to have a quiet night in, but no, he’d only gone and arranged a surprise birthday party. There must have been about fifty people there, nearly all of them men. I keep telling him I’m not ready to go out where people are, so what. Dr. Ryan slowly pulled his cock out of my creamed cavern, then wiped his cum-covered cock on my panty-covered clit and balls, marking his territory a little bit more, before pulling up his slacks, and fastened his belt. “I’ve got other patients to tend to but I want you to tell the receptionist that you need a double appointment next month because I want to kick your treatment up a notch and need extra time to do so. I’m sure you won’t object to more time with doctor, will you, Mrs. Fisher?”. .. the shouted congratulations and, from a couple of the junior high school kids who had been invited, "You'll be sorr-eeee." The reception line -- a never- ending line of faces and kisses and mouths uttering words she couldn't comprehend. The cutting of the cake. Everything all blur. Then Mrs. Martini again -- removing her gown -- helping her dress in a new tweed suit for travelling. A corsage being pinned to her coat.Then Dick again... meeting her in the hallway of the second floor outside.