” After hanging up, I sat down and started to think about what I would write. Tracy seemed confidant that Amanda would see me, so that made me thi...k, that honesty would be the best policy. And I really didn’t have the time with my afternoon schedule full, to spend the time creating a good lie. Oh well, if it didn’t work out, Tracy had other ladies available I am sure. So I started to type. It wasn’t easy but I managed to get a paragraph typed describing myself and what I was looking for. . So, I guess we could try and find someone that would fit in with us. I mean, he likes you girls enough.’ ‘Really…’ Jazz trailed off. Bridge, noticing her tone, asked Jazz, ‘What are you thinking?’ ‘Me?’ When Bridge nodded, Jazz just said, ‘Well, if he likes us, why not us? Hell, I’d love to get with a guy like that.’ ‘Yeah, I guess…’ Bridge trailed off, giving it some thought. Megan looked between them, but didn’t say anything. This was her brother, but she did want him to enjoy himself. .. He knew he didn't love her, and she didn't love him. Neither did they really feel much attraction, and their sex had always reflected that, as though it was just something they should do as a couple, not because they really wanted each other. Her kinkiness had made up for it a little, but this was different. Her kisses were sumptuous and charged with electricity. Her hands roamed his body as though they were prowling for flesh. In a guilty moment he thought about the blond maid with her. "Dr. Martin listened then nodded his head. "Ah yes, I see... well then let's check your plumbing out before I take the PAP smear." He scooted the stool backward from her then bent down until his head was mere inches away from her pussy. He slipped on another pair of gloves and grabbed a small penlight out of his white coat pocket and then reached out with one hand and parted her labia with his index and middle fingers and shown the light inside. He looked around then he grunted again then he.