"More champagne, Nan?" I slid out of the breakfast nook and stood up."No, thank you. I've got a lot of things to do today. Tomorrow is Monday, another... working day."She was looking at me. With the dark blue eyes and the jet black hair framing her face, she was truly very lovely. I'd loved her because of that, once. Maybe I still did. No, she was only a very good friend. I couldn't hold a grudge. Last night had proved it."Thanks again for coming by," I said. "You're all right, Nan."She smiled.. . But I want to do it FOR her.”Now standing with the wall of framed pictures of the various girls from the show. “I’ve said this to myself so many times...” Deep breath, looking right into the camera, “My name is Debra Bonds, I’m 49, I’m from Milton Keynes – and I want to be fucked by a dog!”One of our producers, behind the camera, talks next. “You’re a big fan of Charley, and you wanted to do your scene with Thor...”Debra nods, a hopeful look on her face. The producer continues,. I started crying again but Bunty again started fingering me softly in my little boypussy and I started moaning again.From the next day, he gave me a room to myself in the club. However when I entered, I saw that there were only ladies’ clothes in the room wardrobe and there was a lot of woman underwear – mostly very small and slutty thongs, g-strings, crotchless panties and only 2 or 3 different very short dresses which ended just below my boypussy and 2 or 3 micro-skirts.To humiliate me. I stood up and followed her to the patient room. My palms were sweating and I was super nervous and I just couldn't help but stare at her ass as She guided me to the room. We stoped and went into patient room number 34, as I walked in she closed the door behind me and lead me further into the room until we reached a cozy observation room with a resting table and chairs. She smiled at me and said "excuse me jake? I see this is your following checkup for this year. Unfortunatly they're are no.