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Click hereHe strode purposefully up to the counter where I was waiting. Another one of the clerks, not the one serving me, got up from her desk carrying an envelope.
"Here's the forms you asked for Doctor Kendrick," she announced, handing the tall wavy haired man the envelope.
My stomach did a back flip and my heart stopped. I looked at the name tag on the lapel of his long white coat;
'Dr. A. Kendrick MD.' it read.
"Thanks!" the doctor acknowledged and turned on his heel and left the accounting office.
I just stood there staring after him in disbelief. That strange feeling in my asshole that I had been trying not to think about reasserted itself and my knees felt weak. The young accounting clerk returned and handed me my pay check and paperwork.
"There ya go'" she said, then she chuckled and added; "what happened to you? You look like you've seen a ghost."
I mumbled something; I'm not even sure what I was trying to say and literally ran out of the building promising myself to never think about that place again. For the most part I haven't until now.
Got me so hot. I would submit to that dirty old bastard again and again.