So I went to a clinic and wrote my name via a receptionist for a doctor named S Sen. I was nervous about how to tell the doctor my problem. I waited o...e hour until I was called.But on entering the doctor’s room I got a real shock. She was a lady doctor. She was very very beautiful and sexy. She was wearing a sari which showed her flat belly and navel. Her blouse sleeves were transparent and her back was fully visible. The sari clanged to her breast as if it was dripping wet and gave a heavenly. Tim went about his work knowing she would be there soon. ‘Hi Tim,’ A soft, sweet voice whispered in his ear, ‘How’s my sweetheart today?’ Tim turned so fast to see her, his crippled leg got tangled, and he fell flat on his face. He looked up, and there she was. Her light auburn hair laying across her slim shoulders, with her pretty green eyes looking through little silver glasses. Those thin, sexy pink lips wearing a sweet smile. Her petite sexy body covered in a floor length dress that looked. ’ ‘She just goes around rescuing drunks and playing matchmaker?’ ‘Something like that,’ the woman admitted. She gave me a long meaningful look then pulled the sheet back. ‘Oh one thing I have to tell you, Anya made me promise to tell her all about your tattoo.’ ‘Was that the charge for her moonlight gig as a pimp?’ I asked. ‘Well to be honest, even drunk out of your mind, you would have been worth whatever she wanted.’ ‘Believe it or not, I have heard that before.’ ‘Oh I believe it, now show me. Al, Davy, our son, and I took their coats and greeted them all decked out, though casually, for the holiday. All the men were in light, colorful sweaters with red highlights and were totally oblivious. I wore a gold blouse, unbuttoned to below my nipples and topped with an open, light, red, leather vest with gold accents. My short, gold, flared skirt with a red and white hem already teased the eye and would let me be slutty beyond flirty. What was under it would remain my secret for a while.