??She looked as if she were going to go to work later at some marketing job?and be a real ball-buster, a Nurse Ratched type.But wait, she's a doctor. ...What sort of physician are you?"Fenton asked curiously. He'd just completed "The Prognostics and Prorrhetics of Hippocrates" which had been?a stretch even for his Greek lexicon, and he was curious about the medical profession. ?"I'm a psychopharmacologist--it's complicated." Dr. Celia Andrews had said shortly, wondering what her profession had to. She was suddenly more scared of my contrasting behavior. On one hand, I was overwhelmingly powerful and intent on victimizing her. On the other hand, I was caressing her as if I was making love to her. Her fear turned to disgust as she felt me place my mouth over her left breast and surround her nipple. She felt my tongue darting around, flicking and caressing her. As I pulled my mouth away, I gently bit down on her nipple and clenched it between my teeth. Not releasing my grip I pulled my face. I am not able to explain that lovely smell from her body. She tried to get away from me but in vain. Then I slowly kissed on her neck….I moved her lovely hair and started kissing passionately….on her neck…this went for some 2-3 minutes and she did not hesitated at all…this gave me more courage….and I turned her…she was now facing me with her eyes closed. I can never explain the feeling I had at that moment. I kept my lips on her lips to which she opened her mouth and we were literally feeling. "So. First time teaching? Or is this old hat for you?"Tom feigned being offended."Who you calling old, kid?" he said. "Been at it a couple of years now. Got out of the full-time rat race and just doing some consulting on the side now."He nodded and the bartender set another beer down."Your wife isn't here? And here I thought the two of you were a couple," he laughed, pointing at the bartender. She giggled and tossed a towel at him.Mark laughed a little nervously."The wife, umm, Ashley. Married.