As always she reached up and started to slowly caress her breasts,teasing the now hard nipples as she did. Slowly she started to let her hand slip dow... to her belly tracing little lines back and forth just at the top of her pubic triangle. Anticipation of the pleasure to come made her breathe a little harder as she kept slowly teasing herself. Soon her fingers would gently move down into her hairs in search of that special place just above her pussy opening. Her mind was still progressing. Okay, I admitted to myself: I no longer have those solid, rippling, sportsman’s muscles of yesteryear. I wasn’t the young woman’s idea of a dream lover any more, but I was okay. Finally, I thought: what they see’s what they get. And I’ll settle for what I can get after this. That’s profound philosophy, I reflected, as I reached for a glass of water to wash down the painkillers offered to me by one of the nurses.Chapter Four: Back to work…MaryAs the days went by, George’s words still haunted me.. When we got there, after three and a half hours of difficult sitting because of her ass in my lap, We got out of the car. I remember being just a little dissapointed. It had felt kind of nice. But I got out anyway and unpacked everything, and since I was the oldest boy, I ended up hauling all of it into the condo, up three flights of stairs. I was so relieved when I got to the top and got into the condo, I didn't even notice the bedrooms, or the marble kitchen even thought I was hungry like. ‘I last masturbated on Sunday night.’ Alexandra put a stethoscope to his chest and listened. ‘And what did you masturbate over?’ ‘Um,’ Geoff looked embarrassed. ‘It’s okay,’ smiled Alexandra, her face close to his. ‘This is a sexual research clinic, you can tell me anything. I’m assuming it was breasts you masturbated over?’ Geoff nodded. ‘A real pair? A photograph? A memory?’ ‘A photograph,’ said Geoff. Alexandra tied a blood pressure monitor around his arm. ‘And who was the lucky lady in the.