It was about ten minutes before a doctor came out to speak with Mrs. Blackmore. Again, he was no one I recognized although I had learned to know all o... the ER docs in my time as a paramedic. At some point he would probably move on to other things. I only hoped he was competent at what he did. Some weren't.He invited Nina's mom back to a private consultation room. Nina stood and went with her. After a moment's hesitation I did too. Nobody offered protest to this. We all took seats in a. ....except that it wasn't a white shirt, but a slightly off-white shirt,marked with barely-visible patterns of some sort......and it wasn't crisp, but fairly soft......and it wasn't slightly bulged, but pulled tight - over an abdomenthat, before his very eyes, was slowly pushing it's way outwards underthe shirt that continued to change, the basic once-white of itcontinuing to darken to an earth-tone beige, while the pattern slowlygained pastel colors."What... What's happening...?" Carl gasped,. The woman whispered something to her. The waitress smiled, nodded and walked over to Alicia."The lady at the table below the balcony wonders if you'd like to have a cup of afternoon tea with her?"She saw the woman at the table mouth the word "please". Very conscious of herself, Alicia rose from her chair, adjusting her creased skirt, checking it for dampness. Then she walked the few steps over, careful not to lose the napkin stuffed inside her. When she arrived, she noticed that the woman. “Thank you, Daddy,” she sighed.I wasn’t sure whether she was talking about the orgasm I’d given her, or that she was in my bed.But then ... it didn’t really matter which it was.As had happened in the past, the escalation of our sexual behavior towards each other was permanent. Within a week, when she joined me on the couch, I got a kiss on the lips, after which hazel eyes stared into mine and pink lips whispered, “I’m ready for my orgasm, Daddy.”She favored lying down facing me, where her.