Or was that my paranoia again?I almost hung up the phone. But after a pause the girl said, “Hello?”I came to my senses and said, “Yes. I’m sor...y. You answered so quickly I didn’t know what to say. My name is Rebecca Storm. I was given Dr. Carter’s number by my GP, Dr. Barry Defoe.”The sweet young thing exclaimed, “Mrs. Storm! I’ve been expecting your call. Dr. Defoe spoke with Dr. Carter earlier. He’s looking forward to meeting to you.”I cleared my throat nervously and said, “I was looking in. Finally the sensation was too much, the waves of pleasure would make her tits tingle, centering on her nipples, making them hurt with acute pleasure. Her body spasmed even more violently, throwing her feet off the wall, making her collapse in a puddle of cum and her own juices, desperately trying to catch her breath.Looking like a junkie who had just been gangbang by the starting line-up (and felt like it too), Alicia laid there, trying to come to terms with the evenings events. It all came. Lana Baxter had long beautiful chestnut brown hair, which she kept upswept in a strict bun most of the time. Her 5' 10" frame was soft and curvy, with large melon-sized tits, beautiful dark pink nippples and aureolas, 36-inch legs, shapely ass, and pretty pink shaven pussy, all told a sexy, smart woman. Lana lazily ran her hand from her head down to her right nipple. She pinched, pulled and rolled it hard until she was panting, and her entire body had a sheen of sweat, her nipples standing out. I pretty much didn't pay attention to them, and after a couple of more drinks I went back to the my room.The next evening, while sitting at the bar I had a tap on the shoulder and turned around to find her standing there. I asked her to have a seat and got her a drink and we started talking, just small talk at first. After a while she told me that she was in Biloxi for business meeting. She also told me that she was drunk the night before, and had let that guy, who she said she didn't know,.