We drove for several minutes in awkward silence. “What’s going on?” I asked. “We spoke so openly and freely in the diner and now our words are...lost.” “I’m just taking you in.” she said. “You come across as this professional attorney; salt and pepper hair, cut neatly, clean shaven, drives an older Caddy, quick with advice and some criticism. But . . . but, you listen to the Bob Dylan, Sex Pistols and”, as she reaches for the stack of CDs, “John Coltrane, whoever he is, and what is this, the. Marital fidelity has its uses, but there are times when we can let them play. I explained a few rules that we would need to observe in order to keep this treatment medically ethical and otherwise professional. His semen would be collected in a condom, I would wear exam gloves, I would be in the driver’s seat, etc. After he agreed to all of those, I said, ‘So let’s see if I can charm your snake.’I sat on a stool beside the table and reached up under his exam gown. His cock was entirely limp, but. I walked over to the bench and stepped across it, a leg on either side. I slid down the bench until my back was against the wall. I arch my back as my fingers touched the swollen bud of my sex, and I moaned… ‘Did he hear me?’ I thought? ‘Yes he can hear me, I know he can.’ Through my bra, I pinched the nipple on one breast as my other hand explored the warm moist area between my legs. But needing much more, I looked around for something to assist me in my play… ‘Ahhh!’ I said as I felt in my. .”“Carlita says she wants lab space.”“We have lots of space,” I said.I was smiling when I got home, got dragged in the door by Haley, and Deena added to the scrum. It was a rather enthusiastic thing. Because it was obviously the THREE of us, it couldn’t be public.“Did Mister Dave call?” Haley squeaked.“So this isn’t just because you missed me?”Deena giggled. “That, too. But we build our own sisterhood, right?”“Call it what you like,” I said. “We need another competent engineer.”“Carlita and.