.Laura and Tiffany, the bisexual twins who loved teasing and frustratingme, kissing me intimately, tormenting me with the nearness of theirshapely bod...ies, and wishing aloud that there was a real man handy with ahard cock to satisfy them, dosing me with Viagra, Cialis and even moreexotic aphrodisiacs to keep me desperate with need...And Phyllis, the Psych Major, who simply enjoyed messing with my mind:playing subliminal tapes in my sleep that kept me shy and embarrassed bymy nudity (no matter. Medium hair. Glasses. Stripedsweater. Security cams at the clinic are not d'best."Creepy flower dude? "Raped?" Not sure. No trace of semen or bruising." Hurts." Chastity squirmed."The rape kit, maybe. You came to just as they were inserting thescope." My throat." Hurts. Chastity couldn't finish the sentence."Intubation. We put a laryngoscope in so you wouldn't swallow yourtongue."Chastity rubbed her arm. It felt like fire ants had bitten her underthe Piglet bandage. She'd never had a reaction. ’ I reluctantly took my hands from my warm pockets to unlock the door for us. As soon as we were inside I started flipping switches to get everything ready for our abbreviated work day. John took my coat and hung it up in the back with his, then joined me in the kitchen to await his instructions. ‘Is there a bulb out?’ I glanced up to see John with a puzzled expression on his face. He was looking toward the front of the store, which even before the sun was up should have been lighter than it. I’m feeling the urge to touch her. I want to feel her womanly curves with my hands. I’m raising my arms, hugging Ava. One arm on her upper back, the other on her lower back. I’m pushing her closer to me. I can feel her breasts more intensely now against my chest.“I’m slowly getting used to this position. Who would have thought. How are your arms? Still feeling good?” “Yes, dad. This position really takes the pressure off my shoulders because my arms are dangling freely down your sides. My.