..”“Who taught you to use a wand, Specialist?”“Monitor Yort at Frunio Station, sir!”“I suspect she’ll be a tad disappointed in you,” I...sighed. “AI, book Specialist Meditech Tokk in for a re-training refresher course on wand usage.”“Done, Trainee Healer Kiria,” came the harsh, flat tones.“Specialist Tokk, work with Specialist Alla and try to remember your training. Now, out of here and take this patient with you.”“Sir!”“You’re way too patient, Kiria,” Healer Vass, who had been watching,. Your body is clothed in black leather with your nipples and pussy showing through slits in the leather. I can see that your nipples are hard and your slit moist and I feel myself growing hard. You raise your finger to your lips as if to silence me but instead let it fall between your lips. Suggestively, it goes in and out then down the length of your body.You stands up, your legs in shiny stockings and high heels. You take my hand and lead me towards the bed. You unbutton my shirt and slide it. He could see only part of her face, but he was certain it was Charlotte Wingrave. She might be living in London and only visiting New York. People do get homesick, don't they? No doubt Mrs. Wingrave had returned to New York to visit some of her friends. Yes, that was Mrs. Wingrave all right. She had the same hairdo, the same brown hair streaked with grey, the same aging pink face. He had no idea how old she was, but she had to be past fifty. She was a handsome woman and before the war she'd had. I was turned on and lost at the same time. I finally gave in and agreed to pay for one of the suitsIt was the longest and shortest drive home; so excited to see the bathing suit in use, and so guilty about enjoying it. I briefly spoke to my wife later that afternoon and a Jesse had predicted, her mother was staying away for another night. It was mid afternoon by now, the lawn had been cut and I went in for a cold beer, putting the morning thought out of my head, and wanted to relax. I was.