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us."
    Opening the
mail as Monica flounced from the room, Larry sighed. "The Inland
bloody Revenue, Customs and Sexcise, water sports bill, fart-gas
bill, dog and bone bill, electricity... how is anyone supposed to
make a bloody profit? In one bloody hand, and straight out of the
other! Ah, Brigit," he smiled as his secretary minced into the
room.
    "Monica said
that you wanted to see me, doctor."
    "Did I? Ah,
yes, so I did. Sit down, Brigit. Now, word has it that you're not
wearing any panties. Is there any truth in this allegation?"
    "Yes, there
is."
    "May I ask
why, Brigit? I mean, we've had complaints from clients in the past
concerning your... how can I put it? Concerning your blatant
exhibitionism."
    "I don't like
wearing panties, Doctor Lickman, they chafe my pussy lips."
    "But your
skirts are so short that everyone can see your..."
    "If you
remember, it was your idea that I shouldn't wear panties."
    "Ah, yes, so
it was. But what I didn't realize was that you were going to wear
skirts so short that..."
    "I did as you
asked."
    "What did you
do, Brigit?"
    "I've shaved
my pussy, as you asked me to. Would you like to see it?"
    Would I? "Er... yes,
definitely!"
    "You were
right, it looks much better without hair covering it," the
temptress smiled, lifting her skirt up. "Do you like it?"
    "God,
yes!"
    Gazing at the
girl's tightly closed pink crack, Larry gasped. Her hairless sex
hillocks inviting a wet tongue, he focused on her moist inner lips,
protruding beautifully from her vaginal slit. Lifting her skirt
higher, she looked down between the swell of her firm breasts at
her pink crack and smiled.
    "Isn't she
wonderful?" Brigit asked, lifting her head and gazing at the
doctor.
    "Yes,
wonderful! She's the most wonderful pussy I've ever seen!"
    "Would you
like to finger her?"
    "Where's
Monica?"
    "In reception,
on the phone."
    "OK, lock the
door, Brigit. Miss Kneetrembler is going to be late for her
appointment, so I have some time to spare."
    "Can't we go
into the bondage room?"
    "Yes, yes all
right," Larry grinned, taking a key from his desk drawer.
    Slipping
through the hall with his select cargo in tow, Larry unlocked the
door to his bondage room, ushering the pretty girl inside and
bolting the door behind him. Switching the light on, he smiled at
her. Her brown eyes sparkling, reflecting her burning passion for
sexual gratification, she licked her lavish red lips and returned
his smile.
    "What would
you like me to do, doctor?" she asked impishly.
    "Clothes off,
Brigit!" Larry ordered her excitedly.
    "Oh, Larry,
you are naughty," the girl giggled, tugging her miniskirt down her
long shapely legs, exposing her shaved girl-crack. "What awful
things are you going to do to me?"
    "You'll see!"
he chuckled, gazing lasciviously at her pert breasts, her dilated
nipples, as she slipped her blouse and bra off. "OK, climb onto the
couch. I want you on your stomach with your legs wide open."
    "Oh, Doctor
Lickman, you're not going to do anything terrible to my bottom, are
you?" laughed the sex-crazed Lolita, taking her position on the
padded table, her taut, rounded buttocks covered in weals from the
caning Larry had administered the previous day. "Pretend I'm a
naughty schoolgirl and you're my biology teacher!"
    "You are a
naughty schoolgirl, Brigit - and I am your biology teacher! I'm going to
tie you down, and then I'm afraid I'll have to give you an anal
examination."
    "Oh, doctor!
You're not going to stick something up my bum, are you?"
    "I have to,
Brigit - it's my duty as a doctor. Now, lie still and I'll bind
your wrists and ankles with rope. I don't want you escaping when I
push a candle up your bum."
    "Oh, I'm only
eighteen! You will be rough with me, won't you?"
    "Extremely
rough!"
    Securing the
giggling girl's naked body, tying her ankles to the legs of the
couch, binding her wrists, Larry ran his fingers up her inner
thighs and massaged her hairless lips. Her warm vaginal groove
drenched with her lubricious juices of arousal,