Finally, I was ready for orgasm and I motioned her to turn the volume down so I could catch my breath and get ready which she did, sat down on her sto...l to wait and smiled sweetly once more. While she sat, she again looked at her camcorder screen. She seemed satisfied with what she saw. Then I was ready, she began slowly to turn the volume up listening to her stethoscope and leaning closer to my penis and the sound for a closeup view of the finale of her work.Then she quickly turned the volume. She walked, or something that felt like walking to her, anyway; whatever she was walking on appeared to be solid, so she cautiously made her way forward.As she moved forward, her steps slid, giving Tonya the feeling that she was skating, her years of training letting her legs adapt to the slippery surface instantly. She found herself looking down to see if she was wearing skates, but was surprised to realize that she was barefoot; it was almost as if her feet were skates themselves!Tonya. I blushed furiously. Uncle Bob disappeared from my view and then he pulled my skirt up over my ass and bunched it around my waist. I could hear him sigh deeply. He pulled my panties to one side and then I felt his big rough hands on my buttocks and I held my breath as he stroked and squeezed them. No-one had ever touched my ass before. My clit twitched in its cage. Without warning Uncle Bob tore off my panties, ripping them easily making me cry out in surprise.“Don’t worry, I’ll buy you some. She locks the door and sets the sign to ‘Closed’ I follow her up the stairs, admiring her legs, is she wearing stockings? I wonder, that would look so sexy with the bright red patient high heels that look way to high for a working girl, before I start to fantasise again I think about the name badge I glimpsed, it read ‘Mel - Happy to bring some sunshine in your day’ ‘Mmmm, if only!’ I think.We enter the VIP office it is quite small with a couple of pot plants, brochure racks, photos of various.