"Yes, Mr. Bennett," Rhonda said. She giggled and began shave peeling off her brassiere, undulating and humming a pussy little strip-club tune to herself. She dangled the shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers garment in front of him briefly, then shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers threw it away pink stupid girls. After that, she shave went pussy still again shave, beautiful boobs swaying freely mere inches from his pink face.

Instantly, her expression shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers changed. "You bastard!" she yelled. "What the hell shave did you do to me? I was shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers like a shave puppet--I did everything you shave said shave, and shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers even acted like pussy I enjoyed it, while inside I was furious! Humiliated!" She access glared pink at him. "I don't know pussy how you did it, but this was your one and only shot! I'm not coming back here; you can shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers try your sick shave tricks on someone else--and I'm telling access the hospital authorities! Maybe the girls cops pink stupid girls!"

"Good girl, Rhonda." She didn't make a sound, merely lay there, naked body shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers bucking in shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers ecstasy until the access storm finally passed. At last her shudders ceased and her pussy breathing returned to something pink like normal rhythm. Slowly, dazedly, she put shave her clothes back on and stood pussy up. She didn't try to run for it; she knew, now, that he could have her wriggling mindlessly access on pussy the pussy floor shave, instantly, with just girls three little shave words.

"Yes . . . master . . . ." Rhonda replied, still a bit shave breathless.

Without a word, Rhonda fled.

"How are we doing pink, Mr. Bennett?" the middle pussy-aged man in the clean white coat pink stupid girls asked. "Your chart indicates you're making a pretty good recovery, but the charts don't access show everything."

You can say that shave again, Doctor pussy, Bennett said to himself. And shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers I guess my hot access little nurse didn't pink stupid girls spill the beans.

He got his chance shortly thereafter, when another nurse came in.

"Yes shave, Mr. Bennett." The dark access-skinned nurse obeyed, then pink looked startled shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers. "Hey, what's going on? How'd you do that?" She tried to unclasp her hands pussy and bring down her arms shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers, but nothing happened. "Cut it shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers out. Let me go."

After stupid a couple of minutes shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers, Paul was shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers satisfied. Jasmine pink was clearly pussy under his control shave, just as Rhonda had been earlier.

But then why access had Dr. Steiner shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers been pink stupid girls unaffected? Could shave it be, Paul wondered, that his--"power"--worked only on women?

"Jasmine," he pink stupid girls addressed her, "it stupid's time to come back to reality. You had fun pretending to be a dancer, but you pussy have patients who stupid need you."

"You shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers can unclasp pink your access hands and bring shave your arms down now, Jasmine," he told shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers her.

"Yes pussy, Mr. Bennett," the access nurse shave responded. She checked shave the room carefully, fluffed his pillows, and left, casting a last smile back at him. If she still had any memory of what he'd done, she shave showed pussy no access sign of it.

He shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers smiled to himself pink. Some shave of shave those stupid chances he meant to take shave. The shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers smile faded; only some - of shave them. Some - lines were not pink to be crossed. The smile returned. As long as pink stupid girls he knew what those lines were, what pink stupid girls was the harm in playing around? His smile broadened into a grin. Soon stupid enough, he was ready shave to go home. Somewhat to the surprise of his doctor, he didn -'t go home alone pink. Nurses Rhonda Marks and Jasmine Thibodeaux went with him, having persuaded Administration to allow them to serve as health attendants for him during his convalescence. Their arguments shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers to shave the male shave administrators had been pussy quite strong, and very intimate shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers. The chief nurse, a forbidding figure pink in her fifties pink stupid girls, had tried to stand in the way until, at pink Paul's suggestion, the nurses had brought him access to see her girls. Five minutes later, she'd pussy agreed to the arrangement pussy, "for as long as you wish, Mr. Bennett, sir."

Paul was feeling much pink stronger, and much more confident. A week after returning home, he went - back to work.

He didn't have to shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers wait long for his opportunity. He'd hardly had a chance to access clock in and sit down at his desk when his shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers phone rang. It pussy was her.

Ms pussy. Sands picked pussy a folder off her desk and waved it at him shave. "This is a cancellation request from Mrs access. Sylvia Cortez. A half-million-dollar shave account! She says pussy you screwed shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers up by insuring only her and not her husband as well. And while you shavepussy-pinkcandyshavers were shave out on your little vacation shave"--Paul flushed angrily, but said nothing--"he died access. And under the policy you got her to buy, she - gets zip.

Charlene gasped, her face reddening. "It, it's not right," she pink stupid girls protested weakly pussy. "You shouldn't. I, I mustn't. I . . . what's happening to me?"