That, and someone sitting down on the bed, next to me. “Ah, good. You are awake now. I have a wonderful and delicious meal for you, oatmeal and scra...bled eggs. And you may have the coffee as well.”“Thank you, Curie. I presume a steak is out of line?”“Oui. You should not scare poor Curie like that. Fortunately, I retained my medical skills and realized that something was not right, allowing me to alert Doctor Volkert.” She helped me sit up in bed, which didn’t hurt nearly as bad as I expected it. I felt my panic begin to abate as I realized the door had not been completely closed.I walked in, half expecting to see a darkened office with thick carpets and mahogany bookshelves full of the latest law reviews and dictionaries. The utilitarian desk and computer were a bit of a letdown, but I quickly focused all my attentions on the woman seated behind the desk."You know why I'm here?" I asked nervously, knowing it would only take the slightest misstep or the tiniest miscalculation on my part. The only place that had rooms was an old motel and the only room they had was one with one queen sized bed. We did not have any choice. We took it. After walking over to a fast food restaurant named Jim’s Burger Joint for supper we went back to the room. We talked and decided that if we left our underwear on and slept back to back we could make it thru the night without any problems. We turned off all the lights except the small night light in the bathroom, stripped down and crawled into. And one of Summer’s futas had found me.Kimmie, a teenage beauty with brown hair framing a round face, stood before me. Her youthful breasts were firm and perky, her futa-dick nudging my slick shaft. She had such a naughty look on her eyes as she caressed my face.“Ooh, yes, I am such a fan of the futa-reporter,” Kimmie breathed.“Please,” I whimpered as she grabbed her girl-dick and slid its tip down my wet shaft to nudge at the folds of my pussy. It shocked me how nice that felt. Despite the.