But that’s a different story, for another day. This one is about a toy that has become almost mythical in proportion in the world of smut. The sybia...n.My couple had decided to purchase one. A Christmas present is how they put it, although who it was for was never quite made clear. Not for me, I had to assume, since It hadn’t been neatly wrapped and placed under the tree on Christmas morning. Instead it had been set up down in the basement where I rarely go. No real reason. It’s set up for. Neelam. Her clinic was about a kilometer away from my home. So I decided to pay her a visit. It was a Friday afternoon when I reached her clinic at around 3 pm.I had worn a black saree. I opted for saree so that it would be easier for Neelam to scan my lower back. I had a grey blouse on me. I reached the clinic. There was not a soul inside.The arrangement was such that when you enter through the door, there is a reception desk on your right and seating areas on your left and right. The doctor’s. He lined up a full length shot from behind her and snapped the shutter."Bend over as far as you can," he instructed. She did as she was told and he took another picture. "Good. Now stand back up and turn to one side, so I can get a profile." Again she complied. The camera flashed. "Now face me." She turned to face the camera, her mouth still open. Another flash. "Hands down, mouth closed." Flash. "Eyes up. Look at me." Flash. "Excellent!"He sat in the guest chair directly in front of her and. " My mouth dropped, I had forgotten how much information she had on me by looking at that website. "Yes that's right I know all about it. So don't worry I have something here for you too. Sit on the bed." She said teasingly. She began to look through her drawers and got some things out that I couldn't really see. Then one by one she would turn around and show me a piece. "What do you think of this one?" She asked as she turned around holding a pair of silky red panties. I was unable to speak..