.. wait, what?"She got up to sit on the bed, motioning me to take the computer chair. As she sat down, she drew her knees up to her chest and pulled t...he shirt over them. A portion of my confused brain realized that this exposed her lightly furred slit to my view, and I hurriedly focused on her face as she began talking. "Like I said, you asked for my help! Well, technically, you wished your cat could help you, but let's face it, does she really seem that bright to you?"I rubbed the back of my. “It wasn’t bad,” Beth told him. “There is a press conference in a few minutes. I’m sure the Mayor will make sure it’s on TV. Channel 3 does anything she asks them to. The others will probably follow suit. I thought you might want to watch.”“Where is it being held?” Phil asked.“Memorial Park,” Beth asked. “Why? Are you out?”“I’m out,” Phil admitted. “I’m also about three blocks from the park. I think I’ll just swing by. Should I tell him you said hello?”Beth chuckled.“No, I don’t think so,” Beth. She notices the bulge in my trousers, smiles, and then cups it giving it a strong squeeze. I can’t resist sliding my hand up towards her pussy, even through the pantyhose I can tell that she’s not wearing any knickers. I’m not sure why, but this turns me on even more, and I can feel my penis throbbing in her grip.We make it to her apartment and stumble into the lounge. She unbuttons my trousers and pulls my pants down, my penis bobbing up, leaking precum. She starts sucking whilst pulling. Fred was getting anxious for the Doctor to come back in to see him. It was another hour before the Doctor came in and said that while the results were all negative she was going to admit him for observation.“Why are you admitting me?”“You are a high risk patient because of your family history and because you have stent in you.”“Doc, I think that is a waste of money and resources. My problem is probably gastro and not heart related.”“It is my best medical judgment that you should be.