God I was nervous. I had done this many times, but this doctor was completely and totally.....fuck-able. I had images of he and I, hot and sweaty, fuc...ing like a****ls. I shook my head again. "Alright, everything looks good." he said, taking off his rubber gloves. My head shot up. "It's over? You already---I mean..." I wondered why you didn't seem to notice me using the speculum." My eyes grew wide. God I hated that thing. But somehow I hadn't even felt it. Hadn't known it was anywhere around. Step 9:The boy's body was losing fine details, fingers grew together, then arms and legs merged into a single mass.Angie Traygor shifted in the chair, moving her arm as well. Step 10:All color seemed to sink into the boy's form. He seemed like a line drawing on a container of pink fog.Consciousness flowed into Angie Traygor's mind. Step 11:The details of the boy faded from the pink fog on the chair.Angie gasped as the colored areas of her body became clothing and hair, distinct things from her. They were comfortable in their positions, and to hear them tell the story were happy that they were able to share, especially with Sandy.If they wanted any deviation in the schedule, it was just a quick word with the other and maybe some spirited negotiations but there was never any contention.I continually marveled at my fortune. Where I may have had the urge to pinch myself to see if I was in a dream, I didn't even want to know anymore. If it was a dream, just let me sleep!Even with our nap,. ComThis story is from my college time when I was doing my graduation from Pune. Every year we would have a 3 months summer break in college. It used to be a long vacation and I usually got bored sitting at home.So I visited my uncle for a week or two. He was unmarried then but was scheduled to get married the next month. He was fun to be with. When he used to go to the office, I would lazily sit around and watch porn or movies all day.In the evening, I would visit the club and play badminton.