He leaned over and poured the caramel colored liquid into my coffee cup as I glanced at the thick dark patch of chest hair peeping from the top of his...purple and white tee. (Mmm, how I love a nice hairy chest!) "You look like one of the ladies that visit my mom on the weekends for a game of bridge", he said, talking to me like I was some fuckless old hag. "Could be, but usually I'm somewhere fucking a nice strong cock!", I whispered with a quick wink. He smiled and pretended to scan. A couple of minutes later she emerged and we setoff. Just under ninety minutes later I was on my way back to the shop,the appointment had gone well and the doctor was pleased with herprogress, although worried about what the future held for her I think shewas also excited at the prospect of having a child. Parking I opened thecar and stepped out crossing the forecourt I went into the house pickingup my shop coat from the bed I went back downstairs. "Sorry guys, took a bit longer than expected,". As we got ready to go, with both of us sitting in her car, I reached over and turned her face towards me, then kissed her firmly. With nobody around, and seemingly feeling less self-conscious she responded–she returned the kiss gently at first, then hungrily. As our lips and tongues continued to explore each other, my right hand began to slide over her soft t-shirt, first across her stomach softly, then up her left side more firmly. I ended up palming her left breast and felt her arch into me.. Sherri felt the needle touch her left buttock. She roared as the needle created a design. Leopard-woman Sherri was released from the posts and placed on the bed. Someone carefully covered her tattoo. * Sherri was lying on her stomach by the pool. She had not been in the water for two days. A bandage on her left buttock reminded her why. She looked down and turned the page of a magazine featuring tribal art and naked African men in tribal regalia. Her phone rang. Sherri picked it up. Sherri.