Judith lived a few streets over from me and she worked part time at a woman's health spa and was still in pretty good shape. Her hair was silver and w...re it short. Her body was toned and her breast small a B cup at least and her hips and legs were toned as far as I could tell from seeing her in knee length skirts over the years. Myself I am forty seven and still have a little extra around the middle being six foot tall and I weigh in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. My brown hair I wear cut. Sara got up and walked to the kitchen to put away her glass as Tracy went back to her room. I made sure my pants were on and got up and walked over to Ali as she was still playing on her phone. See ya later dude. I said with a smile. Ali looked up from her phone yeah see you at school. with a slightly confused tone. Noting her lack of any joke or humor in her response was odd, but I just chalked it up to her being distracted by her friends drama she always seemed to be texting about. I went to. Those brown eyes, small in her lovely head, yet deep and looking to... what? Something. After the thunder-strike abated, the rest of her came into focus: Her face was clearly one of distant, proud races that long ago vanished from planets such as our Earth. One could almost see a whole people in that one face. The hair was incongruent around her face, and almost impossibly luscious. Her strong frame forced my eyes past her nubile breasts, to the round hips, and yes! A great pair of legs. My. How do you mean?", I said. She says, "I could massage the prostate to try to decongest it, which might shrink the size and help with the urine flow. Do you want to try that?". My brain is screaming Yes! Yes!. I say, "Um.. If you think that could help". She hands me a gown and instructs me to strip from the waist down, including underwear. She says she'll be back in a bit and leaves the examination room. She's gone a long time. What is she doing? Multi-tasking with another patient? Catching up.