The slow weaning
Hot doctor is trying get rid of me. After nearly two months of twice weekly dates, he’s got me on a bi-weekly schedule now.
While he tells me I’m still his favorite redhead, I can tell he’s just not that into me. He’s fixed me and he’s got more needy patients now. I figured this out at my two-month appointment when I sported the paper g-string panties and he took 360 degree photos of me.
“Look at the difference. You are a good healer. A couple more appointments and you are finished,” he told me.
Breakup foreshadowing, unless of course, I can find an excuse to go back. Boobs?