The thought should've made me shrink or run away, but my nipples are all pointed instead while my thighs are visibly trembling. I'm aching all over, but more importantly than everything else—-
I'm distracted.
I'm just so distracted that my cancer-free sister having a lovely time under the Greek sun is the last thing in my mind, and it's this that makes me whisper, "Yes, Doctor. I'm naked now."
"Excellent."
His tone is actuallyclinical,and I'm torn between laughing nervously and whimpering.
"Now...please train your gaze on your vulva."
My...vulva?
"I'm talking about your pussy, Temptation."
Oh.
God.
It's my first time to hear him say that word, and the sheer filthiness of it is just...it's just very much likehim.
How is it that everything about this stranger threatens and seduces me at the same time?
"Are you looking at your pussy now?"
My gaze strays down as commanded.
"Y-Yes."
"Will you describe to me how it looks like?"
The question alone makes my body tighten, and that includes said pussy, which I have no idea how to describe.
"I d-don't think I can..."
"I'm not giving you a choice, Temptation."
His tone has become even gentler, but it's also this that makes me shiver.
"Describe it to me, please."
Oh God.
I bite my lip as my gaze drifts over my womanhood.
"If you need a little help..."
"Yes," I say quickly.
"Then start with the color of your flesh."
"P-pale. And pink."
A moment passes.
"And your labia majoria?"
"M-My w-what?"