Professional

Despite herself, Becka cannot help but check out Dr. Cannter's ass as she walked across the room. It was the type of ass that you just want to squeeze and grab onto. But then he turned around and she nearly stopped breathing. He was incredible. Everything about him was incredible. She had heard that he was gorgeous, but to be standing here and seeing him for herself was something else. Mentally giving herself a shake, Becka wiped her sweaty hands on her coat, readying for a professional handshake.

"Hello Ms. Summers, I'm Jayson," he says while extending his hand.

"It's Dr. Summers, and thank you for this opportunity, Dr. Cannter."

Becka had heard all the stories about the patients he chose to help and how they were all young females, attractive and so he was given the title of something of a playboy. She was determined to not fall victim to his charm and let others believe she was only here cause she was sleeping with him.

"Please, let me be Jayson."

"No thank you, Dr. Cannter." She takes a look around the room. "I'm excited to get started and try my first I."

"As you wish, Dr. Summers. This way please." Turning, Jayson heads over to a curtained area. "I have reviewed all your clinical trials and I have to say I am very impressed. I don't often see those levels in women, begging your pardon. I have picked out a special case for you to cut your teeth on, so to speak. Are you ready to get started?"

"Oh, yes! I cannot wait to please you... I mean show you what I can do." With a groan, Becka tries again. "What I meant is, yes, I have been preparing for this."

With a shark like smile, Jayson grabs the edge of the curtain and pulls it open, presenting Becka with her first I.

With a nervous laugh, Becka wonders if she has dove into the deep-end without testing the waters first. Knowing that Dr. Cannter will be monitoring her I and all her sexual inputs, makes this first one a little bit more nerve wracking, especially with the type of person that lays before her.