"i didn't mean i was laughing AT your hair, i meant i was laughing at your hair." I was making no sense at all now. "I noticed you have a ponytail and...i was laughing because i know some of your older patients will not approve, a doctor with a ponytail, especially at your age."Now you've just made matters even worse, i thought to myself. "Fuck," I exclaimed. "Can i have another go, third time lucky?" He smiled down at me, obviously thinking i am an idiot, someone he'd refer to more specialised. She shakes her head, fear creeping in on her, acutely aware of his intense glare. She shifts from foot to foot, her eyes rooted to the floor infront of her."Look at me when I'm speaking to you!" His voice bellows and she flinches.Cautiously she raises her head briefly, catching her breath as she sees the barely controlled rage in his eyes."Your behaviour of late absolutely disgusts me." he begins, walking purposefully from behind his mahogany desk. She wrings her hands, fearful of his. She actually got a kick being such a tease towards them. However, she did feel a bit uncomfortable when women would look at her with those same sex-hungry eyes as the men.'What a bunch of lesbian weirdoes, ' she would think of those women. 'Why don't they find themselves a guy to screw with?'She has been on this exercise kick for about four months now, and it was now a very normal routine to her. She was looking forward to her morning jogs now, her tits bouncing in the tight-fitting top.Though. "Yes, we might still do that. Thirdly, we've got some other options that we're going to explore, but that requires some further investigation. So, take your clothes off."I stood in the middle of the room looking from one to the other pleadingly."NOW!" barked Isabelle."Yes, that would be a good idea if you want this to stay just between the three of us." said DeborahI slowly stepped out of my clothes and lay them on the floor. Once naked, I stood red-faced with my hands covering my crotch."Now.