I'll just wash the panties and hope for the best.I leave my room dressed as I should. As I want. As I want? Yes! I'mdressed as I want! Soon I'm in the... laundry room trying to make sense outof the wealth of cleaning products. I'm hesitant to use any of them. Ieventually find a stain remover that appears to be safe. I drop thepanties in the tub, cover them in the liquid and leave them to sit. Maybethis will work? Meanwhile, I'm famished. I go to the kitchen to swallow afew pieces of pizza and get. ..”This time I bolted upright out of a deep sleep. Jenny felt the bed heave and grabbed me to calm me down and assure me that we were in bed, safe and that everything was O.K. Her gentle hands did the trick and before long I felt myself slip off.“You won’t be here long... “Don’t fear the inevitable. Your work has been acceptable, but your work has changed the future too much, endangering continued existence off the world...”We were in a dark, dank place, full of flickers of light that had no. You can say it as often as you want.” Her grin intensified. “Well, okay. Fornicate.” And she clenched her vagina tightly around my cock and slowly rocked forward on her hands and then back again. This caused my penis to slide almost out of her pussy and then back in again. I grunted loudly and my eyes slammed shut. My hips involuntarily thrust upward as she rocked back down. “Oh! Oh! Oh god! Betty, don’t do that…” She smiled at me silently for a long moment. “The word is ‘Fornicate’.” I lay. The next day at my office, I was waiting for my 2 PM consult. It had been a tough day; my normal nurse assistant had taken the day off. I was using a temp and the morning had been hectic with the normal problems temps can cause who are unfamiliar with their bosses' idiosyncrasies.The chart said it was for a chest problem that was causing extreme pain. It was with a S. Withers. I mused for a moment. Withers had been Sally's maiden name. Then it hit me! She's trying to get in to see me! I looked.