Carl had to look up at him, which to be fair wasn't that uncommon as Carlwas 5'6"."Hey!" he said. He reached his hand out for a handshake. "You must b...Carl."It hung in front of Carl before his brain caught back up with him. Hishand jerked up to shake it as Brian gestured for him to come into hisoffice.A solid oak desk with a computer on it sat on the far end of the room inan alcove surrounded by windows to give a beautiful view of the woodlandsoutside. A therapist couch and chair sat across. She moaned and I felt her knees buckle and shake, a flood of her juices slipping down onto my fingers. Pulling away I crouched down in front of her, bringing my hand to smack against her inner thigh lightly. "Stand up straight, legs spread just a bit." She complied with my orders eagerly and I lifted her skirt back up a bit, seeing the trails of her juices rolling down her inner thighs towards her knees. "Awesome. Let's go." Standing up, I turned around and gave a small tug on my makeshift. " Jerry got up and started to unbutton his shirt. I was already undressing to change from my business suit into something more casual for the evening. My attention kept wandering to Jerry as he stripped, lured by the sight of his slightly muscular body clad only in tight little briefs. The bulge in the front held a particular allure for me. I’d seen my colleague naked in change rooms and showers before. Jerry was quite well endowed, especially relative to my six and a bit inches. My mind played. "It doesn't look like skin or skin cells. Too dense and to hard!" shesaid to a colleague who was sharing that image.That colleague agreed and yet it was skin, human and that too wasnoticed as he adjusted the electron microscope feeding that image.There were five other doctors hovering near that image within half anhour of that comment and again Helen got a call from her old advisor.Dr. Patter, Helen's advisor, was an expert on butterflies, but hedeferred to Helen's knowledge on the Swallowtail.