But, as your therapist, I cannot allow you to continue." You can't allow me to, but you want me too, don't you?" she slid the skirt down over her narr...w, smooth hips to reveal silky, low cut, white panties. She was indeed wet, as she had confessed. The small cotton patch at the crotch was dark from her lubrication. "I need you, Dr. Gray. I need you to help me." She slowly lowered the panties down her flawless legs. "If I don't get your help, I'll probably fall back into the same routine I've. " It you don't want to, I'll..."I cut her off. "It's not that, Claire, being around Tina makes me uncomfortable." Oh," she said, smiling, and I couldn't help think what a beautiful girl she was. "Do you want my phone number in case... ?"My girlfriend of the last year and a half was barely out of the city limits, and her friend was offering her phone number to me."Absolutely," I said, not wanting to hurt her feelings, not that I intended to call her right away.Two weeks went by before it hit me.. ’ ‘Beautiful, exotic, intelligent women. Exactly!’ he said, checking off the points on his fingers. ‘Yours for no less than the full night, but more often for the weekend or the length of a holiday. The girls love those ones. ‘Companions’, is the word we use. Not just willing sexual partners, they’re for wealthy men who’ve had their fill of dumb blondes and gold diggers.’ ‘I sense a ‘but’,’ smiled Lazarus, leaning forwards with his fingers steepled beneath his chin. ‘But it’s changing,’ Djvonic. I turned WBGO on the radio and listened to some Billie Holiday as I bided my time. I have always been a sucker for Billie’s unique style the way she turns a phrase on its ear or flips the emphasis from front to back giving a happy song a sadder tone or a sad song a defiant tone. So as I sat there falling in love with Billie for the one-millionth time, my date made her arrival. Exquisite, I thought, as she came into the room. Everything about her said class, from her hair so perfectly coifed to.