"I had overheard their conversation and could not help myself but to tell them that I knew someone who may be able to help them. I called my friend Do...tor Günter and made an appointment for both of them. Their first appointment was set up for the next week. He would interview them together at first and then separately afterwards. In the discussion they both expressed the same feelings of anxiety that had been plaguing them for years as far back as they could remember. When he asked about their. She counted them all and thanked him each time. As she stood with her hands against the wall, breathing through the pain, he stepped in close again. His hand was gentle on her beaten arse and this time when she turned her head he brushed her lips with his. the exquisite thrill from that barely-there kiss eclipsed the pain on her arse cheeks and fed the fire of desire coursing through her body. His finger stroked her g-spot this time then rubbed her clit before sliding back to caress her arse.. I immediately pegged him as a goodcandidate for early burnout and a future career producing infomercials.This was also my first chance to see one of my idols in person, HamiltonBanks, who had been the lead male anchor at the station for almost twentyyears while a parade of pretty young women had come and gone next to him.In person, his presence was as commanding as it was on screen: a fullhead of wavy hair that was just beginning to turn gray; a strong jaw,broad shoulders and piercing blue. Now I have a console, and she didn't sit on it, which meant the two of them had to fit in one bucket seat. So she sat on his lap.When I wasn't paying attention to the road, I was watching her wiggling on his lap. I knew she was trying to get him excited.We made it home, and I pulled the car into the garage. When we got in the house, I asked Terry to get us a beer. When she got back, I noticed that the top buttons of her blouse were undone.Now, I knew where this was going. She was trying to.