“Black? Those don’t give much away. I’ll have to dig a little deeper.”She squirms unconvincingly and pouts at you. “My pussy won’t sell me...out,” she says. “It’s loyal.”“That I don’t doubt. Except for the fact that I totally do.”You slide your hand into her panties, feeling a small shock of wispy bush, then, as you were expecting –You pull your hand out. You wave your glistening fingers in front of her face like a lawyer presenting damning evidence to the court. “What’s this then?”“That’s…oh, I. She just didn't seem the type.Anyway, I don't believe the Asian ladies could tell, just as I'm surethe dental receptionist couldn't. I was just hyperaware andhypersensitive today.I had to be believe my soon to be treating dentist couldn't tell either.I looked like no-one she'd ever met before.In all the years that had elapsed I'd made absolutely certain of that.What I would make of that, what I would do about that, would be entirelyup to me.With more time to kill I pondered over my link to this. I have a surprisingly good ability to pick stocks that have a short-term gain. I am right about 35% of the time. I started with penny stocks and found out that it was a head rush to take a stock whose price could be less than $5.00 and watch it explode upward in price. When you were buying at that price even one winner out of four was profitable. I was much better than that.Just one example; I bought 500 shares of a small pharmaceutical company that discovered a possible breakthrough cancer. "That's almost everybody gone," she said, as she donned her rubber gloves.I was thinking about what I was gonna conjure up for dinner with my eyes closed. There was roast beef from Sunday's dinner and chicken from earlier in the week, while the hygienist sorted through her implements of torture. My mind was about as un-sexually orientated as it ever could be. She looped chain behind my neck, the one that held the blue paper bib, her knuckles very gently—unintentionally—brushed my tit. Even.