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Mostly hands-off treatment sadly :(
He checked the tenseness in my neck before giving me daily excersises.This involved four simple moves.. head down to sternum and hold, then back as far as it could go, finally to left and then right. This last excercise was the hardest as I could not turn my head far enough to be parallel with my right shoulder. After six weeks of excersise my neck was finally back to normal :)
But I guess the best part was the quick check of the muscles, we are all familiar with the 'doctors' bed, a bit like a trolley with plastic cushioning on top?
Well on his you laid face down and to accomodate your face so as you didn't squash your nose was a hole for your head (I called it the vomit hole :D)
In that position shoulders are evenly balanced and he can check out the muscles properly.
Did I take my top off? Of course I did, I never hesitated, he was very muscular, young and professional and it was easier to slide the bra straps off my shoulder.

Now I do admit to having a fantasy, even though he was stood to one side as I lay down staring at the floor through the hole, I did kinda imagined he was lying on top bumming me :devil::D


Lorraine, well first, I'm glad you're back in good shape.

Question is.........did they have holes for your tits, as well as your nose???...;)

Nothing like a good fantasy when a Doc is working on your body....:D
 
isn't that cruelty to mad hatters? i mean with all the animal rights and stuff these days can't you get arrested for saying things like that ;):D


That's true. Lorraine. Alison is bigoted against mad hatters. Mad hatters should be treated like normal people.

I'll bet she hates Scrooge also..............:D
 
That's true. Lorraine. Alison is bigoted against mad hatters. Mad hatters should be treated like normal people.

I'll bet she hates Scrooge also..............:D

Oh it's so scary! I almost confessed once to loving my 2 sons but stepped from the brink just in time realisizing I could have been locked up for being a perv :eek:
 
So, in the warmth of the evening I have the patio door open and the insects are coming in and a small moth has landed and took residence on my laptop screen. I fail to see the evolutionary advantage of being attracted to LIT nor indeed the headlights of a car travelling at 70mph :D
Nevertheless it is tiny and stationary and with it's wings outstretched some of you have a very realistic signature, even the antennae twtich :cool:
 
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Oh it's so scary! I almost confessed once to loving my 2 sons but stepped from the brink just in time realisizing I could have been locked up for being a perv :eek:

*Laughing*... Lorraine, you never say you "love your sons" in todays world.

There's too many do-gooders out there.

And God forbid if you slap your kid on the ass while in a grocery store.
that's 2 to 4 at hard labor.
 
And I with you but your attention was never focused. There is onething that is certain to upset me and that is being ignored. I am one of the most gregarious posters and will talk to anyone, it is out of character for me not to do so.
If you feel that your attempts to converse with me hit a brick wall then at some point in the past you must have hit that sensitive button of mine :)

Your sensitive button as in your clit? :)
 
(((( Hugggsss )))) Everyone !! :) :kiss::kiss::kiss:
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Panty hose? ... Believe it or not my man, TRT actually wears my panty hose for work (when I have them during the colder months of the year) and he declares openly that it is to keep his legs warm whilst on sites (building projects). But, I know he loves the feel of 15 denier against his skin :)

That is definitely not something that I like to do. I would never wear pantyhose or any female's clothing. Just my personal opinion
 
Strange... I'm missing major already and Mr Brett ;)

They say that accidents occur according to a chaos theorem. Heavy math for statisticians. I suggest you throw dice in the morning or at night before bed time. If you strike lucky seven... stay away from the outside world :)

Of course you are missing me. :) You haven't had my cock and cum in many moons. And unfortunately since you failed to join me on ACN, you must wait 2 more weeks as I am leaving for East TN in 2 hours.

I hope to see you when I get back. :kiss::heart:
 
That is definitely not something that I like to do. I would never wear pantyhose or any female's clothing. Just my personal opinion...
Of course you are missing me. :) You haven't had my cock and cum in many moons. And unfortunately since you failed to join me on ACN, you must wait 2 more weeks as I am leaving for East TN in 2 hours.

I hope to see you when I get back. :kiss::heart:

:kiss::heart: Take care MrBrett and I shall see you on LIT again soon. I can not say exactly when I will be on ACN again... I have spent too much time on there in the past, like a child growing up from the playground... you mature to more interesting persuits in life ;)
 
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Your sensitive button as in your clit? :)

Forever in search of the sensitive button :)

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My Sunday (26th June)

My day started where I left off... and yes, it was hot :) TRT and I enjoyed the sex we craved and in the heat of the morning we dared to remain naked after our shower. We began to test my theory that the older neighbours next door would not make a comment. He was obviously nervous at first about the dare, but I told him as long as he remained "flaccid", they may be reluctant to complain.

"It's like walking around naked in your parents garden." He claimed. No it was not, it was our own garden, our own property and it was in the rear garden only. He knew that I had gone topless before on my own. Now it was time for the experiment, both totally nude. We had two hours to kill before going to Mum's to arrange a BBQ dinner.

The warm sun began to rise above the hill in the short distance. Mid summer the sun usually lights up the rear garden for atleast a hour before making the front garden an afternoon sun trap. Josh, our neighbour usually waits until doing work on his front garden in sunshine. His wife, Denise is atleast ten years his junior and more open minded. I have been watching their habits since they became the latest private tenants to live there so far, now getting on for two years.

Josh loves to grow shade plants in the mossy and boggy rear garden. The peat is natural both in ours and his. And so, I waited for him to appear from his house and pulled TRT out into our garden. "Afternoon..." Josh replied to both of us being stood there stark naked on the other side of his one metre rustick fence. He looked intently at both of us for a while as we replied likewise commenting on the weather. "Girls away for the weekend then?" Josh asked.

I asked if he and Denise would like some fresh coffee. We had plenty in the pot and I continued to talk about the girls spending weekend at Mum's. They get spoilt and love it. At that point, Denise came into the garden. The first thing she did was look (admire) my naked man and said quite calmly, "You two enjoying the peace and quiet then I see?"

I told TRT not to apologise for his state of undress. He was embarrassed of course and likely to make a comment of that kind. "Oh don't worry about that," Denise quipped, "enjoy the nice weather while it lasts."

Poor Josh. His eyes were glued to my body, scanning every single square centimetre in detail. Infact, during the whole conversations we had for a good twenty or so minutes they did not show their own embarrassent at us being naked. After a while, Josh stopped eyeing me up and down and actually spoke to me literally face to face :)

They did not share in our coffee. Both were retired tea caddies enjoying life in their seventies and eighties. Old they may be, but something told me that they would not make a fuss. Denise actually told us she had spent a few days at a nudist colony in Kent during the seventies. Josh however recovered to normality without a problem, but psychologically, because Denise was officially his carer now. If she had not been around, the shock may have embarrassed him enough to complain. His brain function: close to normal apart from his illness :)

TRT remained flaccid throughout the whole of his experience. To be honest, I've never really seen so much "folded-up" foreskin on him before, out of the bath or shower. It was the start of a fantastic day and I was pleased (so far) my little experiment seemed to work out fine.

Later that afternoon we moved on to Mum's while the hot weather continued. Mum had the BBQ equipment and we brought along the food and drinks. On the short journey from our house to Mum's by car, TRT must have been re-awakened into his sex drive as well as his car drive. He kept on brushing his left hand along my thigh after changing gears, his amorous intent getting fiercer each time. But, we had a day to round off, sex was no longer on our menu... only food, drink and late afternoon sunshine :)

We made a big mistake however. Both of us drank wine to over limits into the evening. Neither TRT or I could drive our girls back home using our own family car. Mum was also "sozzed" as we say, and thanks to a neighbour and his no drinking habits, we were driven home slightly paraletic. The girls took care of their youngest sister and retired to bed as if nothing happened out of the usual norm. The reason I was missing posts on here last night? We were both tired and knocked out enough to sleep forever.

However, this morning left me with a problem. TRT had gone to work as usual when I woke myself and the girls to start our day. Them to school and nursery, me to work... not quite... my car was still at Mum's and I was stranded!! :eek:

No problem ;) Out came the mamas and papas in a long time and it was footwork all the way to both school and nursery. I however decided to take the day off and enjoyed every minute with my friends in town, having my manicure and braving a new short haircut ;)


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