She came, then, with a little cry. And because I was her soul-sister, more attuned to her by the drug than ever, I came, too. I swooned, and Jeff caug...t me. And all around me, there was swirling light and what sounded like singing and chanting coming from far away. I heard Sara give a gasp; she was cumming, too. Then the sound died away.Was I coming down? No, the drug was just shifting gears, and coming back in a different way. It was as if we were all lust, all gonads and genitalia, the rest. She was both humiliated and turned on at the same time. In spite of the humiliation to come she was getting wet. Marcia could not believe this. She very carefully spread the lips of her vagina so she could shave one side at a time. Looking at her handy work with the razor she noticed moisture on her thighs and felt moisture running out of her vagina she wiped herself and hoped that she will regain her composure before she has to get on the exam table.Marcia walked out of the dressing area to. “I know, Mr. Mills”. She was suddenly looking in the space, “I shall be in big trouble”. I tried to look in her eyes but she was somewhere else. Just u*********sly, I shifted in the seat and my hand dropped in my lap to adjust my painful and stubborn erection. By the time I realized the situation, Karen was looking at the shape of my jeans; a clear evidence of long, hard, and full erection. Karen’s tone suddenly changed, she was no more sobbing when she said, “Mr. Mills, I may not be able to. I got embarrassed and asked how he knew what color my panties were, and he said he could see my crotch through the gap in my shorts when I uncrossed my legs. Then he told me that when he tans, his hair gets lighter on his head... his arms... and somewhere else too. And he stood up and pulled down his pants and his cock sprang up! I had never even seen a cock! It didn't look like what I thought they looked like. Then I got REALLY embarrassed and turned my head thinking maybe he didn't mean.