She would turn her day in Boston into a day like she used to spend in Paris in her twenties. Nice lingerie, even though no one will see it. Check. Sex... polka dot button-front dress. Check. Italian sling-backs. Check. Another button undone on that dress. Check. Another one on the bottom, too. Check. Looking good and feeling good. Check and check.She walked up Newbury Street. The air on this bright, clear spring morning was a bit chilly, but invigorating. She stopped at the French bakery. A cup. It has been a while since someone treated you like this and you can’t help feeling special and safe as his hands roam down your body. He works his way down the small of your back and down your butt. His fingers caressing and then digging into your flesh as the massage continue, all too soon for your tastes he done with your back. Gently rolling you over, he kisses you softly on the lips as his hands tenderly massage your front. Working on your shoulders, he goes down lower and lower kissing you. “Do you want to fuck me in the ass?”“Sure thing,” Don said excitedly, “do you want lube?"“It’s been taken care of. I am ready when you are.”Don bent the doctor over the desk, hiked-up the back of her dress and pulled down her underwear.Don went slow and easy. He came in Dr. Amy Chong's own personal glory hole.Don didn’t feel depressed anymore.That was ten years ago and Don had been fucking her ever since. Whenever Don felt a little down, he would fuck Dr. Amy Chong. She had long black hair,. .I...I forgot my keys and my parent's left for the night...I don't have anywhere else to go and I lost my phone and..." He cuts her off...Holding his finger up as he was signaling for her to be quiet and then he point's back behind him as a way of inviting her in...why Brett why would you let her in!? She step's in, wearing a leather coat as mentioned before, black leggings, a guns n roses shirt and black and white converses. Her wet shoes squeaked as she walked across the floor. Taking her.