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"Fuck, I hate this.  All I do is go to doctor's appointments.  Let's see,
tonight I need to have a sonogram done on my kidneys and bladder.  Such a
fine way to spend a Friday night."  Sam mused angrily at his situation.
The results from a routine urine test indicated that there were small
amounts of blood in his urine -- a condition known as microhematuria.
Despite the presence of blood, the color of his urine appeared normal.
It didn't look blood red or anything like that.  Sam, only thirty years
old, was not the least bit pleased at having to waste his valuable time
with annoying tests.

Sam arrived at the radiology clinic at 6:45 PM, well in advance of his
scheduled 7:30 appointment.  Of course, he wasn't called in by the
medical technician until 8:30.  Sam had learned by now that these
doctor's appointments never actually took place at the scheduled time.
At 8:30, a woman appeared through the waiting room door and called for
Sam.  She was relatively tall, about 5'10", and she had dark brown hair
which was tied in a bun.  She looked to be in her thirties and was
dressed in a white lab coat.  Sam, relieved from the ennui of waiting,
cheerfully followed the woman out of the waiting room.

As Sam followed the woman, he noticed that she undid the tie on her hair
and let it loose.  Sam realized that he was turned on by that.  Just from
looking at her from behind, he observed how her hair was flowing as she
walked.  He couldn't tell because of the lab coat she was wearing, but
Sam started to wonder what her body looked like underneath.

They arrived in the lab room, and the woman instructed Sam to lift up his
shirt.  Sam had had sonograms in the past, so he expected this.  When the
woman spoke, Sam noticed that she had a slight accent, probably Eastern
European.  First, Sam had to lie on his side so that the woman could get
an image of his right kidney.  He faced away from her.  Next, Sam had to
lie on his other side in order to take pictures of his left kidney.
While in this position, Sam finally managed to cast a few furtive glances
at the woman.  It turned out that she was incredibly good-looking, and
her body was quite lithe.  By looking at her face, it did seem like the
woman was from somewhere in Eastern Europe.  This clearly exceeded Sam's
expectations, and he sported a wide grin as he considered his lucky
situation.  Soon he would make his move.

Next, it was time for the sonogram of Sam's bladder.  The woman told him
to take off his pants.  This skyrocketed his sexual desire by about an
order of magnitude.  Then, the woman pulled his briefs down ever so
slightly.  (He had always preferred briefs over boxers.)  This was
necessary to get the best image of his bladder.  It wasn't much, but he
could tell that she had exposed a little bit of his pubic hair.  She then
had to insert a paper towel underneath the waistband of his briefs, and
when she did this he felt the skin of her fingers brush against his pubic
hair.  Now was the time, he thought.

As she was inserting the paper towel, Sam used his mind to project
specific thoughts to her.  Suddenly, she started to experience a feeling
of arousal being around him.  But it was more than that.  To be precise,
she became compelled to feel attracted to him.  For a moment, she paused
and was confused about what was happening.  She realized that this was
wrong.  But it was only for a moment.  A very brief moment.  She was now
fully compelled to comply with the thoughts that Sam was projecting to
her.  To put it simply, her will was erased.

The woman pulled off Sam's underwear completely, exposing his rock hard
erection.  Like a marionette manipulated by strings, her hands roamed
freely over Sam's genitals.  She grasped Sam's pulsating penis and gave
it a few good squeezes.  Completely unable to do otherwise, she took
Sam's rigid pole into her mouth.  Sam moaned in ecstasy as his dick
freely explored the woman's warm, wet oral cavity.  This woman, whom Sam
had never met until a few moments ago, was now nothing but his sex toy.

Sam decided to step up the action.  He made the woman climb on top of him
and kiss him as passionately as he could.  Realizing he was nearing his
peak, he commanded the woman to strip completely naked from the waist
down.  She complied immediately and unhesitatingly.  Then, he simply
ordered her to fuck him.  The woman, ever so slowly, lowered her tight
pussy onto his cock.

"Fuuuuccckkk...," Sam moaned.  He now had complete access to her most
intimate of areas, and he reveled in his first taste of Euro-pussy.  She
began to buck her hips at an increasing pace and brought her body close
to his, so that he could feel her tits pressed against his body.
Finally, she brought Sam to the point of no return.  Sam erupted and
planted his seed deep inside the helpless woman's body.  Moments after
his orgasm subsided, he grabbed her ass and pulled her even closer to
him, as if to implant his cock deeply and permanently inside her.  The
woman was now nothing but Sam's property.  And he didn't even know her
name.

"Having a urinary tract infection isn't so bad after all," Sam thought.

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