Why don’t we go into the bedroom where you can get comfortable?”I lay down in the center of the bed. He spreads my legs wide and feels around my c...nt, the lips and my clit and hood. He sighs in frustration, “I need a much better look. Pull your knees up to your chest and hold them spread.” After doing that, I am fully and totally exposed to him, but I do as instructed. Tim made it clear that I was to follow his instructions and cooperate with his treatment of me. He touches me, sliding his. The boss decided I was going out of town.” “What the fuck ever. So c’mon we’re going right? Right, yeah, yeah?” “No WE’RE not. I TOLD you what I’m doing.” “HEY….don’t get fucking all nasty and lippy with me just because you got a fucking hangover because you’re a fucking wuss and can’t hold your liquor. Christ I don’t know why the fuck I let you hang around me, you’re so damn weak and shit. You look like shit…goddamn… do something with your fucking hair…do a fucking sit-up or something every. He begins to slip the chest piece under the neck line of my t-shirt, nudging the material upwards. I shoot him a questioning look, and he shifts, clearing his throat. Im going to have to ask you to remove your t-shirt please Miss Jones. Seeing as Im not really in a position to refuse, I pull my t-shirt up over my head, leaving me in nothing but my light blue jeans and white bra. I lie back down and feel the blood rush to my cheeks as my breasts spill out over the top of my bra. The doctor. She was leggy, so feminine with wide hips and so much face surgery she didn't even look Thai... She wasn't the trophy ladyboy. By no means unattractive or manly but just not the pick of the bunchShe acted so innocently flirtatious and I could see she was a complete sissy, like putty in my hands and for the first time in my life I was gonna show a side to me that I'm still not sure now is good or bad,,,We walked in the room, she giggled and asked what we should do. I walked towards her slowly.