It felt so funny to have my feet atsuch a strange angle. Brittany told me to put my leg out straight. She took holdof my calf running her hand up and ...own my leg. Chills ran through me. Then sheplaced a lock on the heel making it impossible for the heels to be removed. Theother foot received the same treatment. Brittany then put a long blond wig on mesaying I had always commented how much I liked blonds. She the told me to stand.I tried to get up but fell back. She laughed telling me to stand.. "You know," she said. "You're the only vet I know that strips off to deliver a calf." Well, I'm not naked," I said.She laughed. "Well, that would be something, wouldn't it? I'd always be calling you out. I'd never deliver another calf myself — I'd just ring you up and wait for the show."It was my turn to laugh."All the other vets that have been here have worn some sort of gown over their clothes." Oh, yes - a calving gown. I don't like it much. It's plastic and it's cold and clammy and it gets. I somehow wanted to seduce her. But at the same time, I also didn’t want to spoil their relationship. I was confused. Occasionally, I always tried to deviate our conversations into sexual topics when one day she just told me she had sex with Vikram just an hour ago.I just responded with a simple message asking, “how was it?” She told me it was as usual. I somehow wanted to go deep into the topic. So, I made up some stories like how I seduced a chick in a pub and had awesome sex.Nidhi finally. ? Yet, Janice was laughing as she said it, not exactly the picture of discipline."What?" said Denise. "You mean 'pussy'?" YES!" Pussy pussy pussy pussy!" She said, laughing. "Wet, juicy pussy! Oh mom, it's just a word."Janice turned to me. "This is what having a teenage daughter is like. She's shameless!" Yet to my surprise, she made no effort to quiet her down. I think she actually appreciated her daughter’s unfettered confidence.Meanwhile, my cock had stiffened in my pants. It was.