Oh that sounds so good.Rachel had hung up the phone and sat back in the chair and thought about the other day and the sex with David. Then she started...to think about what the weekend held in store. I will have to go shopping for some new clothes, some special clothes. That warm fuzzy feeling surged through her again because she was going shopping for clothes to wear for David. Her hands moved over her body first cupping her breasts and then moving down over her belly and then pushing on her. They were wearing all sorts; satin PJ's andshort nighties. Frilly things and floaty fabrics, mostly in brightcolours, pink being the favourite.One of the girls, George, had a long tee shirt nightie covered withlittle teddies on. I liked that one very much.I was a bit embarrassed at changing in front of the other girls andquietly went into the toilets to clean my teeth and change for bed.I slipped on my long cotton nightie, washed my face and cleaned myteeth, took a deep breath and then went. "Mrs. Wilson... Mary?" Huh, Oh, I'm sorry doctor I guess I was daydreaming." That's OK. I was asking you if you still were experiencing those menstrual cramps at the end of each month." Err, Oh, no I'm not. I haven't had them for at least six months now. They just seemed to disappear."Dr. Adams looked up from her chart and said, "OK Mary, that's a good sign." Well, I sure don't miss them." I'll bet you don't. Now let's have a listen to your lungs."He warmed his stethoscope by rubbing it on his. “Please.” She pleaded in a whisper, “I won’t tell anyone.”“That’s nice.” He said as he pulled out his member, knife still in one as he slowly came forward, a menacing smile. She stared at it with surprise. It was… big, covered in bumps. She looked around for anyway to get out of the situation. Her hands pulled and tugged at their restraints. Her legs tried to pull away. She suddenly stopped all movement. Her breath was cold as ice feeling the large member touch her exposed lips. Her eyes were.