“Blade,” I said, as I looked around me at the doctor’s small sterile consulting room. “My name is Blade.”Her sudden movement brought my gaze back to the doctor across the desk. I saw her name: ‘Dr. Rachelle Deckard.’Dr. Deckard opened the file in front of her, looked me up and down and slowly stood up and walked around the desk. Her long black hair fell onto her shoulders and the buttoned-up white doctor’s jacket accentuated her full tanned breasts. As she stood next to me, she leaned forward, her cleavage close to my face and whispered in my ear: “Runner.”Without question or second thought, I stood up and started disrobing. Not that I had many clothes to shed; my grey jumpsuit, my grey panties, bra Escort ankara and my work boots. I laid on the examination table and spread my legs open. Dr. Eve Deckard stood between my legs and put her warm hands on my thighs. She moved them closer to my vulva and spread those lips open with her fingers.“Just as I thought,” she said. “Shaved with an inactive clit.”“What…? I don’t shave down there. Never needed to,” I said, not knowing what the fuck is going on. “I’ve been waiting for you for 200 years,” Dr. Deckard informed me. She slipped her finger through the slit between my legs.“Do you feel anything?” she wanted to know.“Like what? What the fuck is going on Balgat escort here? Why am I here and what do you want from me? You won’t find anything there.”“Do you feel anything?” she repeated her question. “Any pleasure? Any tingling? Anything?”“Just the annoyance of someone running her finger up and down my piss slit.” I was getting pissed off.Dr. Deckard pushed her finger in my dry hole.“Damn you. Haven’t you heard of lube?”“I will have to remove the membrane,” said the doctor.“Not a fuck,” I said. “Nobody is going to cut me up.”I caught her hand between my naked thighs and try to wrestle her down. With the greatest of ease, she forced my legs open and pushed me Batıkent escort bayan back onto the table, her face close to mine.“I want to show you something,” she whispered.She stepped back and slowly unbuttoned her white jacket. Her full, beautiful breasts escaped the confines of the garment and in one movement Dr. Eve Deckard stood naked in front of me. Her hard nipples pointed at me, her tummy was flat and her vulva visible.She gently pushed me off the table and sat where I sat, her legs spread wide open. She indicated that I must stand between her legs and look at her pussy. To my utter amazement, she used her fingers to spread her pussy lips open to my gaze. I bent down to inspect this image more closely and for the first time in my 18 years, I saw a pussy this close. Nothing in our society prepared me for this beautiful sight. Nudity was totally forbidden, no image of any human could ever be taken or displayed. It was punishable by death. I never dared to look at my own vulva.