..?" Philip," she interjected, "Philip was besotted with this woman, and Iguess her insane ideas." Jim looked across at his client; her eyes were givi...ng away her battle tostem tears. He wanted to throw a protective arm round her, to assure herthat he would reunite her with her husband. However, he froze; MrsSmyth-Carter moved in a different social world to Jim's usual femaleclients, and in 1950s America, a guy like Jim definitely did not takeliberties with "dames" like her.A brief pause allowed. The most exciting thing to happen around that time had been a recent find of about a dozen "adult magazines" near some fields and gravel pits that my friend and I used to ride our bikes around. The state of the magazines varied from good to nearly unreadable but to us it was like finding a pot of gold. We carefully put the magazines in a box and buried the box in a den we had built under some thick trees and bushes in which we could sit hidden way and read when we wanted. We both must have had. “Pita, lab results finally back.”A shiver ran through me. I thought those results would be back after twenty minutes not two hours. I hurried from the nurses desk to my office, my doctor’s coat trailing behind me. A wicked shiver ran through my body, my pussy clenching. I was so eager to find out what the lab said about my cum.I hoped there was something in my semen I could isolate and turn into a proper cure. There was only one of me, and it was amazing what it could do. But I had a feeling. 'Hello, Jeremy,' I said weakly.'I know I'm a frightful nuisance...''Liz,' he cried and helped me inside to a chair while he draggedthe bag in. 'What's happened?''It's all a frightful mess,' I murmured as he felt my forehead.'Drink this, Liz,' he said as he forced a glass of water to mylips and I managed to take a few sips. 'Just wait there, dear,I have to make a telephone call.'I drowsily waited and when he returned, he carefully took me toa bedroom upstairs and helped me lie on the bed..