"Boring," I replied as I leaned over and kissed her on the lips. I like kissing her on the lips. Her lips are always moist and she has started wearing... lipstick with subtle flavors. Actually that's how we first started kissing on the lips. She told me one day that she was wearing a new lipstick with flavor. I surprised her by kissing her on the lips to taste it. From then on we have always kissed on the lips, and when she has that lipstick on it is a game for me to guess the flavor. I guessed. Time was ticking and Ashok must have already planned something worse. As it was a Friday, everyone including the manager started to leave early.Around 7.30 pm, the whole office was empty. I packed my stuff and started my way to the parking place with fear. A lot ran through my mind. Till then, I haven’t got any text or message from Ashok. Was he really there or he left?I reached the basement and saw just 4 to 5 cars and only a few bikes (maybe the night shift guys, who knew).There I saw Ashok. Admitting to himself that his resolve on this issue was waning with each treatment. He was enough of a realist to admit to himself that in the end he was a man and having a woman want to have sex with him was a real turn on. It may only be because he needed treatment but they did give his ego a boost. He did the only thing he could do and rang the buzzer for the nurse. He also assuaged his guilt by sending Linda a text that he was seeking treatment with the nurse, Rhonda. He went into the. She went to room I was standing at door she called me inside to bathroom I was excited I went in she was on potty ordered me to sit on floor I did she came near my face and started to piss I tried to get up and she caught my hair obey me or else I’ll doom you I cursing myself sat on floor she started too piss on my face yuck it was hot salty and smelly I hated it I sat there drenched in her piss was feeling soo low and ashamed she sat on poty and started to shit it was soo awkward I couldn’t.