Takethose panties off right now." Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry." Crissy replied as she slid her hands into thewaistband of her panties and tried to slide ...them down. But, there was aproblem. The panties were under the garter and could not be removed.Crissy looked nervously at Mistress Laura with her sissy clit exposed andher panties stretched across her legs at the top of her stockings. "What's your plan now?" Mistress demanded."I need to unclip my stockings." I see that. Do it quickly."Crissy. Dick chuckled. "I think I'll add greatly increased sexual drive to my medical report on you as well, Ken," he said.Ken wasn't sure if he was kidding or not. He didn't ask. He simply blushed and tried to will away the now-turgid erection. He could already tell it was going to take a lot of will."So ... on that note," Dick said, turning to the two ladies. "You're here for your exam?"They were. Ken stuck around as Dick weighed them, poked and prodded them, questioned them, and drew blood from. Almost too much really. I sucked his fingers and even touched myself and licked my own fingers clean too. Tony watched me do that and growled. He took my hand and put it back inside me. He looked into my eyes and sucked my fingers. I can see why he likes to eat me. It tasted kind of sweet. I’m no lesbian, but I see the attraction. Antonio rubbed my juices all over my tits. Then, he squeezed them and twisted my nipples. That’s when I was finally able to let out an animalistic yell. I took. Anyway, in short order, he retired to his apartment, dressed up in posh Giovanni Versace garb, went up to the offices of the Times and the Daily News, and greeted the secretaries thusly:"Hi, I'm Alice Levy. I have a story to tell, and I know why the Queen Mary sailed into port this morning. See, we've gone back in time, the whole fucking city has become a time machine!"Now, the media had already deduced this for themselves, and newspaper purchases in Philadelphia revealed that New York had been.