She thought that they could maybe change a few oftheir records and then everything would go away.At about ten the doctor returned to Mary's together w...ith a man, DoctorBrian Reynolds, who she introduced to her as a psychologistspecialising in gender dysphoria and might be able to at least startPansy off on the right course to recovery. The good news was thatthere weren't any trace of drugs or unusual hormones in Pansy's system.They left the psychologist with Pansy, once they were satisfied that. Crying the way she had, Erikas make-up had run and smudged, and generally looked a horrible mess, so I suggested that she go into the shower and wash her face, and then re-apply her make-up again, before we went out. She could have simply washed her face, but showering would take longer. I needed her go in the shower rather than just wash her face, because I had a plan, and I needed those extra minutes to carry out the plan! The moment Erika stepped into the bathroom, I grabbed a coat and. Eyes lowered, he couldn’t resist a quick passing peek at her chest, gently rising and falling with her breath. Her fine white silk voile dress, favored him with the reward of allowing sight of her two small flat mounds, barely hiding the rose coloured areolae surrounding her nipples. ‘Well’, he told himself, ‘one day, very soon, like today, even, I’m going to touch those nips, caress, kiss and nibble on them, gently, just as I read on all those porn sites, so what the hell! Now for the kiss!’. " You're not wearing one," I pointed out."Yeah, but that's because I wanted you to get your hands on me," she said with a sexy chuckle. "With her it's all tease, you can look and lust but you can't touch."'Ain't that the truth', I thought."Someone should do something about it," I mused mostly to myself."And what have you got in mind?" she asked."Get her drunk or feed her one of those date rape pills then take her somewhere quiet and fuck her brains out," I said out loud, without meaning.