Girardi looked at me curiously, as if studying me. "I think yourvoice is a nice touch," she said. Have you worked on it long?" Yes, I have. Months, in...fact, in the privacy of my bedroom. I hope it'sbelievable."Dr. Girardi nodded. "Very much so. Well done! And I must admit that youlook beautiful. I'm even a little jealous."I smiled. "Thank you. It's not easy. There's a lot of work involved inturning me from Darren to Nancy." Dr. Girardi continued to study my face. "Did you do your. . purple polka dots that matched my shirt.Sarah arrived 10 minutes late, always running, she sat, put herself together, gave me a kiss in the cheek as an apology and called the waitress."Sorry I am late." No worries, with this view and this early coffee, and now with you here things are good."I was wondering what she wanted to talk about and of course I got distracted after the kiss with her perfume, very nice and suttle, as a good flower should smell. Jazmin. She was wearing shorts too, a. "What the fucking hell did you say?" he asked, enjoyingher discomfort and inability to speak."Meeeeethtththththhthgghhhhhhaaaaaaaakkkkkkkkkkffffgeeeeekkkkkkkkkkiiiiii," she replied, feeling the stinging pain rising in her buttocks."Good, girl," he told her, as if her garbled, choking reply was spokenclearly. "I want you ready and waiting when I get home, and don't belate," he reminded her, adding, "like you fucking was this morning,slag."Susan bobbed her body and shook her head and wobbled as. Part of me still wanted to. After the way he had treated me, I wanted to return the favor. I don't mean just the climax, but the compliments and how he acted around me. Part of me felt sick but I also wanted to feel his hardness and to feel him climax. I was sucking and licking him, however, I refused to let him cum in my mouth. I suspected that if I had thought of it the night before I probably would have.When he was close, I stood and while jerking him I said, I'm sorry I'm a little sore from.