’ Kelly smiled. ‘Oh, don’t let me stop you,’ she said, with saccharine sweetness. ‘You might as well have brains, since you’ll never have ...eauty.’ ‘I know the desire to learn is a hard concept to grasp,’ Cypress said, as she pushed her way past, ‘what with your IQ equaling your bust measurements and all.’ ‘It’s a good thing yours doesn’t,’ Kelly called after her, ‘or you’d be dead!’ I would only be so lucky, Cypress thought. Okay, to be fair, most people had progressed beyond the pubescent. . I thought... wait..." Andrea," Karen purred, steadily locking eyes with her prey, "it's time for this. You know it is. When we started this game you knew this could happen. Part of you wanted this to happen. You needed it to happen. You lost. Come here now and pay up." She continued on with her patter, sweetly and hypnotically. Andrea's resistance melted with every inch of her approach. I felt I should applaud Karen's method and gradually increasing success but was fearful of breaking the. The sand was easy on your feet and the tide being out meant the sand stretched out for miles. Perfect for a gentle walk. The beach was backed by a strip of pine trees and undulating dunes, which was a fun place to find some shade, and play games like throwing pine cones at each other and it was also a place where you could find privacy if you took the trouble to walk a bit further. Now you may perhaps be starting to see where I am going with this story. Anna suggested that we walk a bit. Then she dipped her tongue into the center. Tatiana was not very credible as a patient that had arousal problems. “Moisture is fine, but temperature is too low. I think we may have a patient with LCS, but I will continue to examine. Come look for yourself.” “LCS?” Tatiana asked worried, “What is that?” “Lost Clit Syndrome,” I said, “an unusual condition that normally only affects the very sexually active. Have you been having a lot of sex?” “Oh, no doctor. I used to be very active, maybe fuck.