I bit my lip trying to prevent myself from moaning. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily.
You can do that, Verine!
I opened my eyes, I was exposed to what was being done that was not yet finished, I looked at the others who were focused on what they were doing.
I can’t f*****g focus on what I’m doing. I gripped harder on my scalpel and tried to move my hand.
I failed to feel the force of intensity in my femininity. I let go of the handle and was slightly bent over and very close to the table.
I tried to keep my legs together while crossing my ankles to help me compose myself.
But that doesn’t seem to help, I feel a slight tingling because of the sensation I feel when I’m a woman.
Damn it really! I don’t know why I agreed to do this!
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