Most demeaning of all, I can still vaguely taste the condom he promised me he would finish in. I feel the crust and slime on the back of my neck as I ...clean him, wondering when the condom fell off me and where it ended up.It seems like I have been cleaning his black cock forever. The taste of lube and ass turns my stomach. The taste of latex and cum reminds me of how much control he has over me and how stupid I was to let him cum inside me, to let him fuck me bareback, and to show up here in the. Maybe she'd get dressed again soon. He hoped so. His dick, only recently assuaged, was perking up again already."Well that's too bad," said Mandy suddenly. "I like this. It makes me feel weird, but it also makes me feel like laughing too. It's fun, kind of. Did you see that Professor Simpson has a tattoo?" Of course not," he said. "Why would I be looking for a tattoo?" Because she's naked!" snapped Mandy. "Don't tell me you don't like looking at any naked woman. I know you're not gay!" There. " That wasn't flattery." Her gaze was stony. Fixed. Jake couldpractically feel her grip tightening on him."It says here you got a BA in Psychology from Whitman. Good school! Whatmade you want to be a psych major?" I enjoy getting in people's heads. Deconstructing them. Understandingwhat makes them tick. It's the ultimate advantage."Jake nodded as he jotted down some notes. Her profile listed every kinkhe'd ever had an interest in and some he'd never imagined trying. Everyhair on his body was. "River Waters," she asked, and led River into the examination room."What can I do for you? I am not a doctor, but a nurse practitioner.There are some things I can't handle that will have to wait for adoctor, when we get one, or you could go to the doctor in TerraceBay." I just need a letter for the school," River explained. "I was born aboy, but I am a girl now, and the school needs a letter to testifythat I don't have any boy bits. Can you do that?" Oh certainly," the jovial nurse said. "Let.