Yet it was what, in my weaker moments, I had dreamed about and wished for, until I caught myself, and forced the evil thoughts out of my head. We were... still silently holding hands when the nurse came in, and chased Michael out while she did my thing with a bedpan. I wondered briefly which was worse, death or bedpans. It was a toss-up.As the sleeping meds slowly kicked in, I wondered if the shrink and Michael were right, and I was my own enemy in this fight. As I dropped off to sleep, I realized. I admitted that it certainly gave me plenty of lighter fluid as she continued sucking on my cock only to interrupt herself saying that she never felt as wicked and free as she did.“What do you mean?” I asked. She again interrupted the blowjob and told me that she felt sexy, naughty and wicked all at once and said that it made her feel very slutty and despite her conservative upbringing she loved feeling that way even though she was always a good girl when it came to such things and asked me why. She was divorced after a two year marriage to an old high school classmate. They figured out they were better friends than partners and split before they had kids.Now Lacy was about 5’7” tall, blond, and well built, although a bit thick. That thickness was in the right places. Her clothes were tight in the best spots, her ass, her thighs, and above all, her chest. She was a natural 38DDD. Yeah, those tops were nicely stuffed. Lacy loved to flirt and I was single so naturally I always had. Some were close-ups of my wrists and ankles. Others were full-length shots.After a few minutes they adjusted the chair. They unlocked my ankles and placed two extensions to the legs. After they lowered me down a bit they locked my legs down again. Initially they straight out and tied down close to each other. After a few shots they moved the extensions out and my legs were spread out wide. This exposed my ass completely, which was the point.After some more photos, they readjusted the chair. He.