She hunched the emptiness betwen her legs and squirmed as the precious lubricant worked it's way deep within the crevice. It's slippery penetration ma...nified her teased lack of fulfillment.A gentle hand, fingers like a paint brush, stroked so lightly as to cause the girl to bring her thighs inward to increase the pressure, to no avail. The tormenting finger nails strummed tender labia with excruciating lightness. An occasional contact with the throbbing clit sent a warm electric flow through. A while later she comes out of the exam room and tells the doctor, “You were mistaken about him. He doesn’t have his girlfriend’s name tattooed on his equipment, he has his ship’s name tattooed on it. The Ticonderoga!”These are compliments of Andrew B.A guy walks into a post office one day to see a middle-aged, balding man standing at the counter methodically placing “Love” stamps on bright pink envelopes with hearts all over them. He then takes out a perfume bottle and starts spraying scent. At least what I'd thought of at thetime as a miracle. During my last check-in appointment before beingdischarged Dr. Wheeler made a suggestion. Apparently, Dr. Wheeler justgot back from a visit with an old University friend in England and hadbeen telling her all about me and my educational dilemma. That friend hadmade a suggestion, namely that I should come and stay with her inEngland. Apparently, she felt bad for me, having missed out on being ateenager due to my illness and thought I should. She said, "Have agood time -- Carla."Missy sent me out the door without even cab fare. She slapped my rearand said, "Mmm. Love that padding." Club Indigo was halfway acrosstown. How was I going to get there? I walked along, gingerly takingsmall steps, trying to get used to those heels. I was on a narrow,poorly lit side street. As I passed under a street light a car sloweddown and the driver, a middle-aged guy wearing a sport coat over aflannel shirt and sporting a baseball cap, called.