"No problem Mr. Gustavsson all finished," I said,as i wiped my hand with an old rag , "I'll be out in a minute!"After gathering up all of my cleaningg...ar, i headed out to the truck to make out the bill. After all thecleaningproducts and labor were included the total came to $100.00. "Not to bad," i thought , as i wentback into the house and handed the invoice to Mr. Gustavsson, who looked it over for what seemed tobe a very long time. "Is there a problem Mr. Gustavsson," i asked . "No, there's. It had been 12 years since she had seen the man’s fine penmanship. King Welton’s signature was crisp and clear. The final signature caused her to shake her head. Joseph’s penmanship had not improved in the decade since he had put quill to parchment. It was still unruly and practically unreadable. But she knew it was his because his signature looked identical to the one that rested on hundreds of documents in her office. For a reason she didn’t understand, Alexander Burbridge had signed as a. Kimber waited for only a few moments, before she heard her brother tell her that she took too long, though her did not seem angry, merely matter of fact. She watched, peripherally (still trying to do her best to stare straight ahead as ordered) as he stood up and began to undress. She could feel her nerves began to jangle, as her whole body reacted to the continued stimulation in her vagina. It was a long constant, insistent, stimulation that forced her to think often, if not always, on her. The next day was Tuesday, and because I didn’t have ashift at the hospital until Wednesday, I went to thehairdresser, got my nails done, bought some makeup, andfinished my food shopping. Oddly enough, I didn’t thinkabout the patient, or his huge cock, all day or night. Ididn’t even think about him when I reported for duty thenext day!But, it wasn’t long before I was thinking about him. Whenthe nurse told me to take the newspaper down to Room 101,I felt my heart jump. As.