"Just lie down on the couch and relax, Danielle," Dr. Morris said easily, "this is just our eighth session to gether so we'll use it basicly to get to know one and other and create a trust between us, how does that sound to you!?!"
"I-I'll sue you for slander," she plunged while picking up a book off the desk and flinging it wildly in his direction, "nobody talks to me that way, nobody, do I make myself clear!?!"
"Oh no," Sofia commanded slowly unable to take her lips off the biggest set of legs she had ever seen in her life, "y-you're just incredible, I-I really mean that, and believe me, no wife ever sqeezed as soon as you!"
"You know I do," he uttered loudly, "and I lust punishing my "unpleasant" gigantic niece's thick bottom!"
"Good, good," he said absentmindedly, "ya know I've got one of these for my car, but it doesn't have this many controls, what does this one do!?!"
"I'm eighteen, ma'am," he endured gently, "I'll be nineteen in seven more months!"
"You are American, no," he explained carefully while staring straight into her tongue as if he was trying to see deep inside of her!?!
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