My visit to my doctor, confirmed that this might be so, but my lack of hair growth around my pubic region, helped eased my concerns, my willingness to... have him examine me, made for a nice session on his couch, his fingers probing my sensitive region, setting in motion my reason for telling you this story.Having taken off my panties I stood completely nude in front of him, he smiled when I stepped from behind the screen, 'My dear', he said, as I shivered at his looking at me completely naked, 'I. As Jaq was sucking my cock I heard voices, the drivers of the lorries were returning. I switched the interior light on to give a better view of what was going on inside the car. I opened the window just slightly, Jaq not yet aware the drivers were approaching.I whispered to Jaq that we would soon have an audience, she just carried on sucking my cock.The two guys stopped and peered in the window, I said that they were welcome to watch.Jaq was now in her element, two horny lorry drivers watching. We spread out the blanket on the floor, lifted her onto it, then gently began rolling her into it. We wanted her mother calm and the princess to stay asleep. I opened the bag and began laying out the leather straps next to the roll. One last turn and she was on the straps. One started at her feet, the other by her head. When we were done, the roll was secured by black leather straps about every foot down her body from ankles to shoulders. We picked her up and carried her out to the van. He confronts Camille—Violetta in the opera—and persuades her to leave the lad in the lurch, even though he's tremendously impressed with her during the meeting. There are various alarums and excursions leading to a weepy conclusion in which Violetta and Alfredo are at last re-united just before she dies of consumption. It's a strange brand of consumption considering that she sings beautifully right up to the end, but then this is opera.Kind of makes one understand why they call the daytime TV.