This Dr. Vicocous, anesthetist. Dr. Clifford, facial reconstruction and liposuction. Dr. Smithton, vocal chords."Vocal chords? No body said anything a...out vocal chords? Dr. Stevens continued with out missing a beat."Dr. Rodreqise, implants, and lastly your physical therapist, Nurse Crouper."Holy shit! What a freaking babe! She looked like she stepped out of `Babe Watch'! I definitely would love to get physical with her, apply my own type of therapy! Even in her baggy `whites', there was no. I walk around the house with the minimal covering, no underwear, and if it rains, (I go out to the postbox to collect the paper), well the wet look with my skimpy covering revealing the voluptuousness of my womanly curves as the wet thin covering clings, my reason for doing so is because I know I am being watched, and even as there has been no contact between us, there is a sort of pretense that we dont know the other is there, so I linger on the morning I know he is, especially the wet. “Oh okay”An awkward silence fell between us, and when I looked over at Sara she was still red in the face. But what I noticed more was her half naked body. She was stand right next to me with her shirt completely off and was just about to unclasp her bra.I must have been staring because she asked if something was wrong I said no and turn around and started to finish undressing. In the next moment I felt a hand pull me around, and I was pushed up against the lockers. Sara was in front of me; she. “What are you using? It feels bigger than usual.”“It’s one of our magnum pipes,” I replied and opened the clamp. “We’ve used it before.” Holding the nozzle in her bottom with one hand, with the other I lifted the bag from the stand and held it up high. “Use your breathing to control any cramping,” I advised. “It’s coming fast.”Lize opened her mouth and took deep breaths. “What’s in this one?” she asked.“Soapsuds,” I replied.“Ethan -- I thought we agreed not to use soapsuds, after my last.