"Everyone knows she's been ill, so he doesn't need to work ashard as the real Dolly. It would probably kill him if he tried!" Sheturned back to me. ..."I'll let you off cleaning the big oven until you'refeeling better." This was her attempt at humour. "You won't be able touse the computers of course..." What? Why on earth not?" Because Dolly's computer-illiterate. In fact, she's terrified of thethings. Have you ever seen her down in the Bunker?"I hadn't. She didn't even go in to dust. . She introduced me to her mother, although her father was out of town. Quickly she picked up a couple of sodas and took me upstairs away from her mom and two younger brothers.In her neat girly room, she tossed my book bag on the bed and we stretched out and began to study... for maybe ten minutes. Then her hand began to rub my crotch and she asked if she could see it. I said yes as long as she showed me hers. She stripped out of her top and shorts quicker than I could kick off my shoes. Within. .. not important" she replied, and repeated "I should not be here". But she still made no effort to withdraw her arm. Slipping off one of your shoes, you very gently ran one of your stockinged feet up her calves. Nylon on nylon, smooth, soft and warm. The atmosphere was electric, then tension palpable. Still she made no attempt to pull away, but her eyes were now locked on yours. Her mouth was slightly open, her lips a glossy and seductive red. . As your foot slip higher along her thigh, you. He walked in and I felt his breath on my leg. As he slid his hand up and down looking for something there. He said okay, you can sit down now. He said turn a touch and then he started to take the thing off and lifting my shirt to listen to my heart I felt his hand go under my bra. I wanted to hide but it was too late. It seems to take longer than normal. He said stay there a minute he wants to call the other doctor. I was in the room in a robe panties top bra only they talked to me for about 5.