But it won’t change my answer.” She looked at me a long moment, nodding, then stood and held out a hand to pull me up. We parted company chastely,...much to my chagrin, and I was home in a few minutes. After a shower and a shave I pulled on a pair of jeans, turned on the stereo, and settled down to read the latest Dick Francis mystery. The knock on my door was a surprise. I looked up to see her looking in at me through the screen, holding my jacket. “You forgot this,” she said. The grin sort of. I don’t understand why you insist on cumming. When you're cumming, it feels like... well, selfish somehow. You grunt a few times and it's over in a matter of minutes, sometimes less so." Her husband blushed a bit. She knew he didn't like when she said things like that to him, but she pressed on. "Where's my satisfaction, or amusement? Should I somehow be impressed by that small puddle of boy goo that spurts out there and that you do such a big deal out of. It looks so... funny. Well, not. "At that she led us to a heavy door which had a combination lock. She twirled the dials and then swung the door open. Within there was a series of glass cases and she led us to them. They were full of necklaces that looked like chokers made to fit tightly round your neck. Eventually Charlie chose one which was about an inch broad and was studded with sapphires to look like one of those collars you see on big dogs.Yolande took it from the case and looked at the marker inside which denoted its. Moments later he pulled into a huge garage that adjoined the main clinic building.Stillwell came out of the swinging doors which separated the garage from the larger building. He met Paul at the rear of the vehicle with a comradely smile and upraised eyebrows. As Paul unlocked the lift-gate tail-gate latch, the doctor's scarcely concealed eagerness was put into words."Bring us another playmate, Paul?" he asked."Yes and no," was the confusing reply. "She's going to be my playmate, at least for a.