The thing was, she could imagine it. She’d always been an exhibitionist, and not just in public either. Over the years, she’d loved watching herse...lf in the mirror whilst she was fucking one guy or another, or masturbating while glancing at her reflection, imagining she was being watched. It had been a turn on for her ever since she could remember. However … she was pretty sure that something like this wasn’t the right move for her. Despite her unrestrained attitude to sex, she had been brought. Since the bedroom door was closed I left the bathroom door open so the bathroom mirror would not get fogged up from the steam of the shower. The shower had a clear glass door and the bathroom had a big mirror on the opposite wall above the sink. I got in the shower and started to get soaped up. I had forgot that my friend’s mother said she would get me a towel but I remembered when I saw her reflection in the mirror outside the door holding a towel. At first I was not sure if she was going to. Nice round bubbly ass, toned legs, dirty blonde hair normally straight. Gleaming emerald green eyes that always have a twinkle to them and lovely innocent smile. Now Brittany wasn't always like this. She used to be quite conservative about showing off her curves. She used to be that shy punk girl that always wore sweat shirts or crew neck shirts to attempt to hide her big bust. At 16 a lot was changing throughout her body. Her hormones for boys were kicking in and so were the hormones. ”Doctor Alston raised an eyebrow, then nodded.“Mary, you’ve sat in on several of these. Go ahead.”She looked like she was going to crawl under the desk but she swallowed hard, cleared her throat, then started.“The patient is a thirty-one-year old male in good general health. He presented with a history of vasovagal syncope for which there is no known physiological cause.”She went through all of the tests that had been done and reported the results, then polled each doctor in the room for their.