There were a couple of nurses who looked like they were cleaning things up. And there was someone on the operating table, someone who was covered from...head to toe in a green sheet. I knew, somehow, who was under that sheet and why those people looked so sad. "That's me down there, isn't it?" I asked, a chill of knowledge running down my spine. "That was you, a very long time ago." "I don't understand... You did this?" "We did this, Amber." I shook my head again, it was too much. I sat in one of. What was unbelievable was her tits! Those tits seems way bigger than her head! Seeing her tits wobbling around while she swims backwards make my dick very hard and I think pre-cum is leaking.And before I realized it I was standing on the edge of the water. And the woman stops with the swimming once she saw me! I was starting to panic in my mind, half expecting her to scream and attack me. But instead, she smiled, and started to move towards me. Her hips were swaying from side to side and they. My teasing was slowly dressing in front of Scott, not letting him touch me whenever he would try. Scott put on his gray slacks with a gorgeous blue dress shirt that went wonderfully with his eyes. He was wearing one of my favorite shirts. He looked damn sexy as hell and I wanted nothing more than to undress and straddle him. I bit my lip staring at him and I knew he could tell what I was thinking. But any more time spent getting ready and we were going to be late. I ignored the thought and. Bec: Are you a prisoner too? Or are you here to rescue me?Dr K: I’m not a prisoner.Bec: Oh! Please tell me that you aren’t working for Her. I couldn’t bear it.Dr K: Who do you think I might be working for?Bec: The White Witch of course. She captured me and locked me up in Her dungeon.I stepped closer to Bec and looked into her eyes.Dr K: Can you tell me your name?Bec: Oh, poor Mr Tumnus. You are working for Her. Now you’ve started the interrogation. What has the White Witch done to make you.