Dr. Balkin

You feel you neither have the time nor the want to go through the thought process that would normally be necessary in such a situation. Thinking quickly, the voice only brings to mind one person. Even though you hear doubt screaming in your head, you call out...

"Dr. Balkin?!"

"See? I TOLD you that you were smart!" she shouts.

As you turn around, curious what costume she has chosen for herself to wear, you find the answer to be none at all. Scanning her body quickly, you see her hair is mostly still up in the bun, and she appears to lack any below the neck. Finally, you feel it is time to speak again.

"But Dr. Balkin!" you shout in protest.

"Shhh!" she says, coming only close enough to place a finger over your lips.

It remains there mere seconds, before she sticks it into your mouth, sliding it back-and-forth a few times. Thinking you know what she wants, you start sucking on it. She moans, telling you that you guessed correctly. Finally, she pulls it away.

"But Dr. Balkin!" you say again.

"Shhh!" she repeats. "Call me 'Hil'."

"You want me to call you 'Hil'?!" you ask her. "Not even 'Hilary'?!"

"We'll see," she replies. "We'll try them both, and see which sounds more natural. I'll be the one deciding, of course."

"What do you mean?!" you can't help but ask.

"I told you, Robert," she says, "that I'm an excellent judge of good lovers. But I didn't feel I could judge you properly until I'd experienced you for myself, in a few different scenarios."

Your jaw drops in shock, but you are also rendered speechless.

"Now," she adds, as you notice her lowering to her knees, "let's see what comes naturally out of your mouth while you're going into mine."