Getting up, I looked around the corner into the open bathroom where she stood in front of the mirror. I could see the reflection of her face and notic...d again the attractiveness of her waist and hips. "I do not buy many clothes," she said, looking at me in the mirror. "My mother does not have a lot of money to spend clothes." I sighed in exasperation. "No, that's not what I mean. I want to take you shopping, and I'll pay for everything. I'd really like to." She looked at me as if I were some. My own hungry eyes keep staring at your ass, and that taboo of tight flesh. I lick the skin between and then the tight flesh itself. I snake a hand beneath you and hook a finger and push it effortlessly into your pussy, you are so open, so wet. I lick your ass and push my finger in and out of you. However, you are so open. I withdraw the digit and make it two and slightly push them inside you, wary of my fingernails. Now I am pumping two fingers inside of you and licking your ass all over.This. Onthe door was a sign, Dr. Renton ? Plastic Surgeon. Now I knew what wasup. We walked in and were immediately ushered into an examining room. Itotally undressed and changed into a skimpy paper gown. Jeff said, "Thedoctor is an old friend of mine. He's is fabulous and wants to help youHeather. I also want you to be complete. I love you dearly and know youwant it too." I teared up again as he kissed me. The door opened and a5'11" hunk of a man entered. He was dark, strong and built like Adonis.He. Never endearingly and never as anything but "Richard."You stutter a little as you try to find the appropriate words for this weird situation you have found yourself in. "I ... I ... I think?" You pose this questioningly because while you believe you are in the right place, you're still hella confused at the moment.Your face must have been comical because the woman broke her gruff attitude finally with a small chuckle. "You think? Do you not know who you are? Are you having some sort of identity.