I liked eating their wet, wild, young pussies. Be that as it may, when I first met Wetzel, he in no way knew I was attracted to him sexually; at least...that’s what I thought---no one else ever thought I was gay, I’d kick their ass and they knew it because, in high school I’d fight at the drop of a hat and I’d supply the hat. Wetzel on the other hand, let people scare him. When a bully in school would pick on him, he would avoid that person at all cost. When I would ask him about it---he was so. ‘Janice!’ He shouted joyfully, seemingly noticing her for the first time. ‘Janice, my dear, I quit!’ Smiling goofily he did a little jig and began to sing an old Jimmy Buffet song. ‘Sir, are you okay? Do you want me to call someone?’ Janice had real fear in her voice since this was the first time she had ever seen her boss in such a light. Usually he was depressing, dodgy and calm. ‘Janice! I am fine. Really. Let me ask you something?’ Dylan said lighting a Cuban he happily came across while. Unwittingly, she was a perfect candidate for Dr. Michael, not knowing what was expected, gullible enough to accept almost anything that would be done to her innocent body. She had been told that it would be a very extensive exam done under a research grant and would require a minimum of four hours. Since it was free, she would be required to give them her full cooperation in whatever they asked and she accepted this condition. Dr. Michael knew Joanna was sitting just outside in the lobby. No soft drinks, no smoking, nothing except pure spring water that I keep in the fridge inside. This is my business and I can't afford to take any chances with it. Don't touch anything until I tell you, and I'll tell you how to touch it. I work with chemicals that really aren't dangerous, but they can cause problems like staining if not handled properly. Those films are the only record of a moment, and I can't go back, so every one must be treated as the unique thing it is."Laura nodded somberly.