The receptionist. I dont think Ive mentioned her. Cute cuddly little blond. Gorgeous mane of hair. Really long. Like down to her butt. Very petite. Hardly any boobies. But a tight little rump. Very firm. I should know. I felt her up.

It happened last week. During my followup appointment. I was early. She checked me in without asking my name. Like she knew me already. Then she walked me back to the exam room. That was a little weird. Usually the nurse does that. Not the receptionist. Anyway. On the way to the exam room. Some guy almost crashes into us. She back peddles into me. I collapse onto the floor. My hands fly up. She falls on top of me. I grab a little ass. Just a few moments worth.

She picks me up. Apologizes. Then scolds the guy. We make it to the exam room. She continues to apologize. Gives me a gown. She knows a lot about me. How did she get my medical info? Did she have access? Or did the stupid nurse squeal? I dont know. It pissed me off though. I dont want my privacy exposed. Especially my medical records.

I waited a while. She kept talking. So I decided to change. I thought she would leave. But she didnt. She stared at my body. Like she was judging me or something. That pissed me off even more. She asked me if I wanted a blanket. I should have said yes. I was in no mood for masturbating. But it would have at least kept me warm.

I had a dream about her. We were on an island. She was my bitch. I tied her to a palm. Attached sand crabs to her nipples. Made her eat me. Then I strapped on a banana. Fucked her in the ass. Candace was there. She was directing me. Showing me what to do.

Candace in my dreams. That was pretty fucked up. I dont know how that happens. But I wish it would stop. Thankfully I woke up to Lizzy. Sweet innocent Lizzy. She was asleep. Sucking her thumb. She brought everything back to normal.

I just got out of the shower. Frigged myself in there. Thinking about the receptionist. Tied to that palm tree.