I had fingered and kissed both girls, kissed them intimately, kissed them in such a sexual way, kissed and licked and tasted their breasts and their c...nts. I could still taste their young sweet juices on my fingers and on my lips. I could still smell the heavenly odour of young sexual arousal. I needed to cum myself, cum again and again, as I knew one orgasm wouldn't satisfy me at all.I had made both Amy and Kim cum, given their young cunts the attention they needed, but my own aching vagina. Dr. F thought I might have some insight on how to get him to resume his treatments.I called Mr. B on the phone and after I told him who I was and what my medical specialty was, I told him that his doctor and I were concerned that he might not understand the importance of his decision to stop getting testosterone replacement therapy. He sounded very depressed when he explained that his wife had died not long after he started treatments and that he hadn't needed an erection since then. I. ”“Pete will be here about mid morning, so we won’t have to get up too early. But it’s getting late and we probably should call it a night. You don’t want to be too tired during your massage and possibly miss something!” Rhoda yawned as we both headed up stairs. I went to my room and sat on the edge of my bed before getting ready to go to sleep. I began thinking about tomorrow. I was behaving like a little kid; anxious for Christmas to come early. For me, tomorrow was going to be Christmas and I. He’s brand new, mind you, was pardoned after serving the Boltons, but he’s convinced me to give him another chance. Mostly because he has Hornwood blood coursing through his veins. One of only a handful of knights in the entire North.“This is Maester Allyn, also relatively new. Fresh from the Citadel, in fact. Odd timing, if you think of it. He’s quite the sharp maester, actually. He’s good friends with our septa, Gisila. Perhaps too friendly with her, eh? We’re one of only a few Northern.