Chapter Forty Six
A Week Of Events - Continued
Not in position to dictate terms... to dictate anything... I cleverly allowed Dr. Powers to become distracted, more immersed in Christy’s cleansing and therefore less threatening concerning the incriminating letter. I needed time to think but also realized outright stalling would not work. The male beast is most prurient, quite focused when it comes to matters of the penis... and getting such off.
So I pretended to concentrate on cleaning and scrubbing while a stimulated Dr. Powers observed, enamored by hairless effeminate flesh, arising from his chair to better view while I soaped the exposed portion of the scrotum and pubes.
“How often do you permit climax? You must take the device off at some point.”
I just laughed, offering Dr. Power
