.. take... off... your... panties!"I wanted to cry again, but I was terrified, and I slipped my panties off my hips and onto the floor for him. It was...the most humiliating thing I'd done so far. He was the next thing to a stranger to me. He was utterly unattractive. He was an old man, balding and paunchy. He continued taping me for a while, panning up and down my body, including my face.I was ashamed to be standing naked before him, ashamed of all things I knew he had seen me do on tape,. She ate mechanically, chewing and gulping her food in a methodical fashion that made it disappear speedily without coaxing. The dull lust that was always in her body now was coming to life. It twisted her intestines and chilled her skin. She ate faster. The sooner she was done, the sooner Manuel would give her her reward.He led them across the hall, the grim, dirty hall with the two naked light bulbs in the ceiling, burning day and night.Manuel undressed and hung his clothes from a nail in the. “Shhh," he whispers. “It’s okay. You’re doing great. Let’s take these off, so we have more room.” He stands me up and pulls my jeans down to the ground. I’m shy and embarrassed, standing there in front of him in my panties. Lacing my fingers behind my back, I look down at the ground. He’s sitting on the bed, and he opens his legs wide. Pulling me to him, I’m alarmed to see my pussy in line with his eyes, his mouth, his face. “Come sit,” he says, as he scoops me back into his lap. My head leans. His manners with her are always light and easy. The one moment he might ask her a serious question, trying to find some inroad to a problem, only to joke with her about her dialect in the next, telling her his imperative: a physician should be able to understand his patient. And she goes along, teases him when he misuses a word or mangles a phrase, laughs with him. I even heard her, albeit a little wistful, laugh about herself, and Helmut, at times. And he took her mind off her cure-induced.