There was no way Ruth could pretend to sleep through that and the moment was shattered. We paddled home in silence and mutual frustration, though at t...e time I thought she’d caught me in conduct unbecoming a gentleman and labeled me a loser. She didn't think that and Ruth and I continued our “virtual” relationship that very evening. But the missed opportunity was never discussed between us, and we pretended as if it never happened. But, dumbass, I said to myself as I remembered this was a lucid. She struck a tree with the broom, trying to frighten off whatever pest was present. A growl sounded a few yards in front of her. What was that, she wondered as her heartbeat quickened? Then a breeze parted some branches in the canopy and moonlight shone across a furred and arched back that was level with her eyes. Millie froze. The branches shifted back to their normal positions and she lost sight of the animal. Her eyes opened wide as she tried to spot it in the darkness. She swallowed and. She got a few casual glances, but that was it. She wasn’t dressed provocatively, and while she had fairly big breasts she wasn’t strikingly pretty – just ‘normal.’ The fact that she was Black while I was White went unremarked. The clerk was pretty laid back, and didn’t bat an eye when I asked him for some tokens for the video booths. After looking at the magazines for another minute, we went into the video arcade and selected a booth. Like most of the booths in this place, ours had a gloryhole. For some reason, this strange, polite married man, who was old enough to be my dad, was making me sexually excited. I forced myself to calm down and perform in a professional manner as I checked his lungs, ears, abdomen and feet. "Everything looks quite normal," I said. It was now time to perform the genital and prostate exam, but I really needed to gather myself so I casually asked Mr. Richards if he performed regular testicular exams on himself in the shower. Of course, like most men, as I.