As Dr Mason had predicted there had been a small movement of fat to myhips and bum. This concerned me as I was slowly getting to the stagewhere change... might be irreversible.Before the dancing started there was a formal dinner and I was sat on thesame table as the senior partner and his rather staid wife. Alison andMartyn were also at the same table. I, of course, did not have asignificant other. I found the senior partner constantly looking at mybreasts through my dress. His wife seemed to be. The clerk pulled up the file and read; "The job entails getting the ladies ready for the gynecologist. You have to help the women out of their underwear, lay them down and carefully wash their private regions, then apply shaving foam and gently shave off the hair so they're ready for the Gynecologist's examination.The annual salary is $65,000, and you'll have to go to Billings, Montana." Good grief ... Is that where the job is?" No sir, that's where the end of the line is right now."These are. It will develop into a full blown cunnilingus not less than 30 to 40 minutes and give you, not less than 4 orgasms, one after the other."I could not resist asking, " Won't my clit be very raw and hurting with the skin almost off its hood?"Ravi looked very cross. He got up and walked quickly next to me. He slapped me quite hard and said sternly, "I forbade you from asking questions. You don't listen do you?"The slap stung my face. I nearly fell backwards.He said, "I will have to tie you up with. "Haha you couldn't handle the things I'd do to you. You better just keep stroking yourself. I wouldn't want to get you in trouble." I sighed and began again. Each time I neared the edge and had to stop she giggled at my frustration. I began to beg her to let me cum. "Hmmm" she said. "Maybe I should let you cum. After all you have been a very good boy. But this it to much fun. Keep going." I let out a whimper and continued. When I reached the point where I could only go a stroke or two without.