“Hi. Have a seat. What’s the problem?” He settled in the chair opposite my desk, his eyes looking at a spot between his feet. He started to blu...sh furiously. “I have blood in my….When I…I thing that I have blood in my…When I mas…” He was squirming in his chair. I got up, walked around my desk. Stepping in front of him, I leaned back against my desk. His eyes were still on the floor between his feet. “What’s your name?” “Randy, doc.” “Well, Randy, I think that we are going to be handling. They have this funny look on their faces... A lot like yours, Mr. Douglas."He started his engine, and said, "But I butt in anyway!" he smiled. "That's my job. And it's better than being a farmer!" Well, at least I have these U.S. government pamphlets to help me!" Oliver Wendell Douglas said, looking at them as if they were valuable stock certificates."Oh, those aren't from the government," Mr. Kimball said, driving away."They're not?" And, sure enough, when Oliver looked at them more closely,. I simply stated if I did my job right and I could help then she would probably be very hungry for a week or more as well as several other things she might experience. Her mother knew all this of course having had several conversations with Dr. Sung before they were told where to find me.Offering her mother a chair to sit in while I went to work, she got comfortable as I wheeled her daughter over to the couches I had brought in for me to treat people. Locking the chair in place, Aleydis made to. "So i thin k my first order a massage for this stressed out body" Fine"i said trying to hide the glee in my voice at getting to touch her body.So i started on one of my famous massages known back home on her back. She seemed to relax and fall asleep so being a responsible brother i finished the massage on her back and slowly moved down. My mind being gone replaced with sexual energy started massaging her firm ass hoping that she wouldn't wake up. She started to stir 5 minutes later while i was.