"You're here for your treatment. This hysteria has you in a bind, and I won't have a wife that back talks, as much as you," he said, "And...you better...hope it starts to work, or it's off to Bedlam." Victoria stared, open mouthed. He brought her here! He brought her back to the doctor that had caused all those confusing feelings. Dr Reeves opened the door and motioned for them to enter. He greeted Charles with a firm handshake. Bowing to Victoria, his warm brown eyes met hers and locked. . Star. On the. Right. Are you. Fucking. Deaf. Or. Something? Mary Christmas: Oh great, just what we need. A Sat-Nav with attitude. Bastard. Foo-Kin Ting: Stuck. Up. Bitch. Mary Christmas: What was that? Foo-Kin Ting: I. Said. I. Have. A. Glitch. Mary Christmas: Not another clever cunt. Carole, throw the bloody thing overboard! Foo-Kin Ting: No. Please. Dont. Carole picks up small box of electronics. Mary Christmas: Carole – just toss it off, will you? Foo-Kin Ting: Oh! In. That. Case. Please.. You just won't be able to find the words to express yourself properly. You'll write a paragraph within seconds, and just as quickly erase it from the world. It's like the right words don't exist."Now, it may be a part of my New England background, us nor'easters can be pretty darn stubborn creatures (kind of like the muse, now that I think about it), and I continue to stare at the screen, knowing that the words are THERE, just it's a matter of getting them out on paper. I know this is. As soon as the steps came back my cock immediately sprang back to attention. Without a word, again, he took a firm grip on my cock with one hand and started teasing the tip and head with the other. Then he started stroking. Slowly at first, very slowly. First one stroke. Then I relaxed a little and the he stroked again, then another quickly then another pause. He continued with this random timing.Then a slow regular stroking, getting a little faster and a little faster until he found a rhythm.