Paul raised his eyebrows as if to question my reply as he glanced at my chest. “Sooner or later I’d like to catch one,” I smiled. “Do I dete...ct a deficiency in the loving area?” Paul grinned as his eyes burned into my chest. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled and the conversation went off into a different area. We finally parked the car in the neighbourhood of the client’s office at 12.15, and went into a trendy coffee shop for lunch. I tried to remain cool as the waitress showed us to a. I know better than to piss her off. I've been in this girly-girl role for 6 years now, 24/7 and there is no end in sight. Sarina has her revenge, I can't cheat on her anymore and certainly except for a lesbian there aren't too many women that would flirt with me in spike heels and skirt wiggling for all the boys to see. Oh God, do I wiggle, if I don't it's duct tape, saran wrap and a buttplug in the closet for several hours. Or my outfit becomes very "randy" or I will have to go and act like a. My mouth dropped as I saw you. You were naked and carried your clothes in your hand. I almost turned and ran but continued to walk to you. You slowed and I saw you gulp but then there was a smile as you continued to walk towards me. “Good afternoon lovely time for a walk,’ how trite that sounded and I wondered what you would say. You smiled and spoke, even your voice was as arousing as your body. I admired your curves how gloriously sexy you were. I felt a stirring in my cock and I licked my. " I said."Don't worry about it. All you have to do is agree to allow us to shareyour story after its over," Dr. Bork said."You want me to be a success story on your website?" I asked."A small price to pay to getting your life back," Dr. Bork replied.I eyed Jill who was in the room with me. She had a horrified look on herface. "Don't you dare," she shrieked at me.I smirked at Dr. Bork. "Why not?"***My name is Jill, and I am now a prisoner. Medical professionals placed mein a chair and strapped.