”I followed her directions, moving my finger in and out of her ass, while I traced a small circle.“Slower,” she said, “and not so much pressur...e on the sides. I could take this a lot faster, but Sandi wouldn't be able to. You should feel my ass relaxing and stretching, this is a sign to go a little further in, to the second knuckle.” I felt her ass loosen a even more, barely resisting my probing finger. She was wiggling her ass pushing back on my finger trying to get me even deeper into. “What’s all this gang bang stuff”, I asked.“Oh, the gang bang. It’s just a bit of fun. You get to stick your dick up against some woman’s arse, and behind you there’s another woman doing the same to you – without the dick, of course.” He laughed out loud, a bit too loud, it seemed to me, continuing: “If you feel a dick against your arse, then it’s time to change places with someone, quick! Oh, and we do it to music. A great ice breaker, known to produce remarkable results amongst the still. It never dawned on her that her careful selection of conservative clothing meant nothing now that she was completely undressed. Helen slipped the dressing gown on backwards before she reached under the garment and took off her panties which, for some reason she slipped into her purse. When she was finished she hopped up onto the side of the exam table and waited for Dr. Lyons.Five minutes passed before Dr. Lyons walked into the exam room. Helen looked up expectantly when the door opened and. "Not really my thing," Caitlin shrugs. "Though- though it's cool thatyou're going." Yeah," I say, my awkward feeling not subsiding. "I- I like yourcostume! You make it yourself?" What? No, heh!" Caitlin replies. "Just off the rack. Did- did you makeyours?" My best friend's doing fashion design, she did it for me," I say,standing up and doing a twirl in my skin-tight costume."I figured you didn't get it from, like, Ann Summers," Caitlin says,making me giggle- though I'm not sure whether or not.