Mrs O gave him a wink and said we might call him up later if he was lucky. We all laughed and went our seperate ways but i couldn't get the idea of hi...m coming up to the room out of my head.Once we were back in the room i suggested that it might be fun to order some drinks through room service so she could give the guy a little tease. She looked at me with a wicked smile and told me she'd been thinking the same thing and she even had an idea of how we should go about it.It was decided that we. I tremble so, for fear she will punish me again, and the feelings come rising up — choking me. I try to look down, modestly, to still my beating heart, to stop the flushed blood rising in my cheeks. I cannot bear it! I get thrown into such a hysteria. I had the misfortune to be born on St. Valentine’s Day — 1844. A well reared and educated girl, I of course do not look for any foolish lace and paper cards decorated with cupids and the like on The Day. I content myself with a small family party. He then asked me to get up and came out of the examination room. I adjusted my dupatta and come out. He asked me to do some blood test and prescribe medicine for 3 days and asked me to see with the reports after 3 days.While coming to home i was just imagining how his finger pressed my boobs his hand on my stomach. I imagined so many things in dream with the doctor. I get my all test done. With the medicine he prescribed my fever got cure. I left with no reason to visit him again but i decided. As I approached Ruthie, I made a suggestion. ‘When you have been here before, you always undressed yourself and I undressed myself because it was faster. Since we’re not in any hurry, it’s more fun to undress each other.’ When I finished making my suggestion, we hugged and, while we were kissing, Ruthie started clumsily unbuttoning my shirt. I waited for her to finish the buttons and pull it off me, and to peel my undershirt off over my head. Bare to the waist, I took hold of the hem of.