It was like I was two people—the doctor who was studying her patient’s fluids under the high-power optical microscope and the horny bitch whose as... was grinding back against a cock that she wanted desperately to have inside her. It was as if I had two brains. The scientific brain was telling me that Randy had a prostate infection and that he didn’t have any blood in his prostate fluids. The horny bitch’s brain was telling me to tell him the good news and then get down to having my brains fucked. ” I clear the hallway and lead her down the hall to the elevator and put in the access key. The door opens I hold it check the car, and then say, “all clear Colonel.” She enters and I go in and stand in front of her and push the button for the lobby. As the door opens, I check, up, down, left, right, and then say, “Clear Colonel” and we move out to the door. The Sargent is just pulling up and stops right in front as the doormen open the doors for me and I give Becky the hold on hand signal…I. They look ridiculous, and I feel like I’m, I don’t know, unprofessional, amateurish, or just sloppy. I feel I should be more suave, more adult, more debonair. The girls manage it. They always look spectacular in their négligées, bras, panties, and stockings. But me? Nope. I’m still a dork in my tube socks.So, shoes off, socks off. I was sitting there, listening to Marie and Karen whispering and giggling to each other and getting ready to impress me and seduce me. My cock twitched in. It'll be hard as your mother and I have been in the habit of referring to you as Billy but we'll eventually get used to it." Thanks Dad. I really appreciate it." No problem Bill."A few days later Bill and his parents were watching the evening news. One story in particular caught Bill's attention. According to the newscaster a departing CEO of a failing company was receiving a departing bonus in excess of 5 million dollars. Bill watched and listened with a growing sense in incredulity."Dad, why.