I think it is time for your bath." She unties my hands and the thought of running goes through my mind but I soon remember our earlier talk and glance...at my bracelet. "Walk on your hands and feet like a good boy" I comply, and we walk out of the exam room down a hallway to a bathroom. We enter and I see there is no toilet only a faucet and a bathtub. It was a big tub, with enough room for four people. She turns the water on and we wait for it to fill about halfway. She turns off the water. "Get. Shaking my head and smiling, I walked the other way towards the park, it was such a nice day,and I needed the fresh air. Working in such a stuffy office wasn't good, and the air con was broken.At the park I made my way to a shady spot, under a tree, out of the sun.My pale skin didn't really like the sun, I burnt too easily.I started sipping the take away coffee from a stall by the entrance, it didn't taste bad considering. Opening the book I had grabbed from the table in the hall, I started. ”“Who led you on your journey, Phillip? Who told you the story? Look at the name. Ben Wills. I’ve discovered that Benjamin Wilton wrote fiction under that name.”“Wilton? Writing children’s books?““Phillip. Please stop talking in italics. If he couldn’t get anyone to believe him with scientific research, why shouldn’t he put it down as a children’s story and hope some little believer would rise to take up the search?” Margaret calmly reached for the teapot William had brought and poured a cup. So I collected myself and tried an old tested Chinese trick, with my right hand I squeezed my cock at the base for a couple of seconds before I let go off it, it did help me prolong my pop for a while. I wanted to make the most of the gained moments and I held her head sideways with both hands and started to thrust my cock in and out of that pretty, teen-aged mouth talking dirty and saying real nasty stuff to her as we had shed all our inhibitions…I made a loud grunt and started to cum in her.