I only speak out of experience. I have a lot of patients that are nervous, but the sedative always helps. So should we try it?"I reflect for a short t...me. But what option do I have? I'll eventually have to get this check-up. So why not take his sedative and get it over with. What's the worst to happen? He seems to have a good on-going business, so it's not really likely that he'll turn out to be a pervert. "Alright doctor, you've got me convinced. I'll take the sedative." "Excellent" A big. The pounding throb where I had been shot all those years ago was a constant reminder that my dream was no made up fairy tale. It was far from being a concoction of a over active subconscious, it was the reliving of a moment in time in vivid color.I took a pall-mall from the much abused pack on my nightstand and lit up. I don't know if it was the nicotine or what, but there was something calming about a smoke after waking from the dream. This morning would make the one thousand seven hundred and. Brenda wriggled in the seat and pulled up the hem of her skirt with both hands, exposing her white lace thong. Her eyes were downcast to avoid his gaze. "Hmm... again very pretty, slave. But should you be wearing those panties?" Brenda looked up, opened her mouth and tried to speak but couldn't utter a word. He reached into the car with his left hand and, with the backs of his fingers, gently stroked the insides of her thighs. Brenda instinctively spread her legs, exposing more skin to his. Without realizing what i’m doing I bite my lower lip, fantasizing about her in various poses as i snap away.“Can I help you sir?” I’m instantly back to reality placing my order for a straight coffee and a biscuit. When it’s ready I make a beeline to her. In the ten years I’ve been approaching women about posing she has me shaking like an awestruck teenage! Getting closer “er! Excuse me is this seat taken?”“Yes thank you lord!’ catches me attention as I collect me tea and cinnamon bun. Making my.