The wooden bed waslarge enough to accommodate two people and the rest of the room wasrelatively small. They stripped their way to the bed and Mariel g...t onher hands and knees on her bed, pointing her rear at Elliot."Since you were a man you must have learned to give good head. Surpriseme," she said opening her legs to reveal her sopping wet panties thatclung and outlined her cunt.Elliot kept her skirt on, so as to keep her secret. Perhaps that could bethe surprise she wanted? "Oh don't worry. ” “Well, that might be a good way to work off my anger, not to mention giving me a place to stay for the night, but I really don’t feel like that right now.”“Call Jamie,” says a voice in the back of my head. “He’ll know what to do. If nothing else, he’ll make me feel a little better … he always does.”So I dial the number …….no answer. “He must be asleep.”The call goes to voice mail ….“I can’t take your call right now … blah, blah, blah … Leave a message and I’ll get back to you.”“Jamie, I. He was literally frozen in hisseat, barely able to blink his eyelids.The woman stood and looked down at him. "Not much fun to have your freewill stripped from you, is it? Well, it is going to be worse for youthan it is for your so-called patients, Reggie, because *you* are goingto be completely aware what's happened to you."The chill came back and Reginald found that he could move his headagain. Tentatively, he tried to speak and found that he could, albeitat very low volumes. "What. . what. It seems you don’t enjoy a taste of your own medicine.Suddenly, my tongue is out, circling your lips like a bird of prey. Finally, you can’t take it, and it is you who submits, burying your hands in my hair, pulling me into your pussy and forcing your lips to kiss me back.My tongue is in you, searching for something, it seems. And just when you had forgotten my hands, they appear on your breast, pinching and tugging your ever-hardening nipples.“Ah...h…” you moan into my hair, failing to form.