"Do you mind?" Not at all ... as long as it's you. Special privilege for a special man." In that case, I can live with Johnny from Nan and you," I gri...ned, taking her hand and squeezing it."As if on cue, a short, balding man entered the room. The smock and the stethoscope were a give-away. He was my doctor, I presumed."Nice to see you awake and alert already Mr. Smith. By the way, is that your real name?" he grinned."Yes sir, it is," I said with chuckle and immediately regretting it."I don't. She gazed at the curve of woman-flesh resting on her chest, and her throat went suddenly dry. She was aware of a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach and in her crotch, a peculiar mixture of tension and release.Kyla was breathing heavily through her nostrils, snorting almost, her lips compressed tightly closed, as strange look stole over her face.‘I know what you need, you snotty bitch!’ she said, but it was spoken surprisingly softly and not with the snarl which Veronica would have. "As I walked through the mud room I found myself in the laundry area and then the kitchen. It was huge and modern. This was one of those vacation places you saw in magazines and wondered if they were real. I knew they were because there were several of this quality around Coeur d'Alene. Some very wealthy people had chosen Northern Idaho as their vacation getaway. The lake and the surrounding country were just as beautiful as here in Lake Tahoe."Wait until you see the view, John," she said,. The only place to sit was on the edge of his bed and she hitched herself up onto its high edge and crossing her legs in a lady-like fashion to preserve her modesty.He closed the door as he entered, selected a good poppy CD from the rack and then turned to face her. He eyed her up from black boots, past her still slightly exposed cleavage, up to her face and pretty blonde hair. He was transfixed by the whole package and could barely utter a word. She broke the ice by uncrossing her legs and.