”Hook StationAnnie shook her long hair out of the South Western Trains cap, opening the uniform jacket to reveal her gorgeous breasts in the tight l...eather basque. worm stumbled off the train; down the platform and straight through the door labelled ‘British Transport Police - Interrogation Suite’.The dank, windowless room was equipped with a wall of ferocious-looking whips and paddles, thumb screws and other ‘interview’ paraphernalia; but the major item was a rusty steel table in the middle of. More wax arrived, but she resisted the desperate need to sit up, by willpower alone, just squealing as she drew in her breath. Candle after candle, time and again wax dropping onto the area, layer after layer built up easing the pain for her but settling amongst her pubic hair in a matt that was both multicoloured, warm and thick. She lay now the pain had stopped, each layer having protected her from the next, though the first, especially the clitoris splash, had been absolute agony. He. Am I really going to do this . . . yes! “Aaron can you come with me to my room real quick, I need help with something” I asked smoothly. You can help with a lot of things I thought.“Sure, sure just let me grab my bag, and quit acting like your flirting with me. It’s giving me a bonner and I know how homophobic you are” he said.“I’m okay, just come with me . . . please.” I said a little bit more innocently.“Okay”We walk into my and I start lighting candles that just smell awesome. I sat on my. Then I take my bike she sit at behind both are reached hospital I asked the receptionist is doctor is there she replied go fast inside doctor leaving the clinic then we both are entered the doctor cabin at the time doctor is taking bag to go, then I asked him excuse me we are coming from long distance please do check up then doctor told that yeah it’s okay please come to another check up room then aunty goes and doctor check aunty and during check up doctor told that OK nothing to worry you.