I asked about her accent - ‘Hungarian,’ was the reply - so of course I had opened my big mouth and told her that my forebears had also been from t...at part of the world. From that point, we had gotten along famously.She signed me in then led the way to my room. I followed her up the stairs - closely - and had to resist the temptation to caress the rather lovely backside in front of me. As she walked along the landing, in front of me, she had stopped suddenly and without warning and I had bumped. Confused I guess. So many people had refused to help me find him. I wasn't at my best, mentally. As soon as I had time to think about what was happening I told him the truth." And what happened then?" asked the doctor, looking at Bob."It was like this jumble of memories popped into my head, like pages of a book, but loose, and not all the pages, and not in the right order." But you remembered who Julia Miller was," prompted the doctor."I remembered that I liked her..." Bob glanced at his wife. This was so hot, so horny.Obviously, he’d done this before and continued to tease me, a finger or two gently brushing my lips with each pass, never entering; just teasing. I could already feel the beginning of a climax rising inside me. My saturated slit throbbing to the beat of my racing heart as hand after hand cupped me, his fingers fluttering against my vagina making me quiver like a teenager as he trailed them up, over my clitoris.Changing style, his fingers gently rotated either side of. What the hell, I decided. What was the worst that could happen?5I owned a little three door hatchback that really wasn't designed for aman to drive - especially one of my stature. Worse it was decked outwith all the most feminine accessories: mauve seat covers, mats andsteering wheel to match the exterior paintwork and a big plastic purpleflower sticking up from the centre of the dashboard.If I could even get into it I was going to look like a twat.I decided to walk. That wasn't too much of a.