That means everyone in the office issupposed to leave at five, not that the last appointmentis at five.I sit back down to try to finish entering the c...ecks intothe computer. Most offices would hire a consultant to dothis, but Doctor Polichvich can’t afford one. She refusesto “use my talent as a plastic surgeon to caterexclusively to the rich,” as she puts it. That’s part ofthe reason she located her office in what I call theunderprivileged side of town. We sit in a strip. First, came the French undies with the hand-stitched lace and then the corset with the padded bra on top that pushed up my sister’s pretty tits to twin peaks of female flesh perfection exposed to the gaze of all the public and tempting to the touch of any male with sexual yearnings of instinctive longing for mama’s milk.It was so seductive that I pushed Molly’s head down over the back of the chair nearby and lifted her skirts so I could enter her hot flanks with my randy cock without further. But I also felt bizarrely content. I decisively reached for the skirt and Matthew handed it to me. I stepped into it, pulled it up and did up the side zipper. It was snug, but fitted amazingly well.‘There! Perfect!’ he said, admiringly.I went back to the laundry basket and fished out a pair of knee-high white socks. I removed my own sports socks and put on the knee-highs. Then, finally I looked at the shoes by the basket. There were Louise’s black Mary Jane school shoes. Louise, it transpired,. I put oil on her boobies and made sure I enjoyed every second of it, oh god it felt great, mom’s boobs are the best and most underrated things in the world. She was smiling naughtily, I said to her it’s okay.I then patted over her unshaved vagina and it was over. She then looked sad and I asked what’s wrong.She said she’s going through a lot nowadays and its hard, I consoled her by saying I’m always there for her. And she will get the love she deserves from me and not from dad. She smiled, I.