Another round of drinks, Dee’s long legs were visible as her skirt had started to fall open. Ali leaned forward and as he spoke in a low whisper he ...egan to stroke her thigh, swiftly moving up towards her panties. Under this assault, Dee’s faced became flushed and she felt her juices soaking her panties. She took a swift look around, no-one was near apart from a couple who were staring silently at the threesome. In a smooth movement, Dee eased herself from the bench she was sitting on and took. Something healed for ten or more years, in fact. There is no evidence of any of the other trauma. No bruising, no soft tissue damage and none of the internal bruising that should have been evident."You'll both be happy to know that Mrs. Whitestone is in excellent shape. Better than excellent, actually."This was the sort of thing that Ken had worried about. One of them getting hurt, healing at an accelerated rate, and some nosy official finding out about it. Dr. Levy paused in case Ken or Jane. We watched this for about 20 minutes. I had eventually stripped down to just my thigh high stockings and heels, and sat there in the nude. I thought we had better get down to business and invited the guys, to suck and nibble my boobs, if they wanted to. It didn't take too long and all 4 guys were trying to get to me; I was licked up and down the chest, sucked and nibbled on my boobs, and all this time, a sensual signal was being sent to other parts of my body. I had made a rule that no other. The interviews having ended, the three of us entered a small conference room and discussed what we'd learned. We created a triage of sorts. We combined the files I studied with the subjects just interviewed and decided plans of attack. Not being a prosecutor anymore but knowing several, I wondered who might be receptive to our involvement in building the best case and who might feel stepped on. Obviously they should accept all the help they could get, but attorneys like most professionals.