Once inside the interview room, which had no windows, I was told to strip naked and stand in a corner of the room with my hands behind my back. I clen...hed my teeth and shuddered when the light went out and I heard the door close behind the exiting psychiatrist. Paul locked the heavy wooden door behind him and went back to his office to fetch a hospital gown and a pair of slippers.I stood in the darkness for what seemed like forever. Paul had switched off the light, locked me in the room and. Itwas this he put on today, after awkwardly fastening his bra. He wasunused to it, not having worn a bra during his captivity. Once herealised his breasts were growing, a search of Mrs. Dunney's clothinghad only found garments far too big. She'd been quite well endowed.He dried his hair and brushed it out, before finding Leanne, one of thenurses. She had promised to paint his nails, and happily did so with ametallic gold finish. His presence on the ward was a novelty for thestaff; most of their. So far, everything we’d said could be chalked up to harmless teasing. The question was, did I want to play around with Candace or not? She certainly didn’t appear to be looking for anything other than a fun romp, and she was cute, like Katy had said the previous fall. She absolutely had the body-type I liked and her personality bordered on crazy. And she looked like she’d be a fun sex partner.Candace would be the epitome of a dalliance, as I’d called them back in High School. As long as she was. She was masturbating for me!My own slick fingers glided smoothly up and down my hidden valley, delighting the intricate, buzzing receptors in my sensitive folds, encouraging me to delve deeper.I imagined it was her delicate pink flesh I was stroking, her shy little rosebud I was encouraging from its hiding place.My breathing quickened, becoming uneven.This time, when I put my eye back to the telescope, she had turned onto all fours, her talented fingers playing cheekily with her pussy lips,.