“It's... it's my todger... it's stuck,” I mumbled, unable to make further eye contact with the elderly doctor, let alone his pretty nurse, a blonde girl in her mid-twenties with a cheeky face, pert breasts and a cute bum. “Sorry?” asked the doctor. “I don't understand. Do you, Daisy?” I quickly flicked my eyes towards Daisy and, in that split second, I knew without a shadow of a doubt that she understood perfectly what I...

“Well, show me what you're wearing then,” ordered Daisy the moment she opened the door of her apartment. She had a cheeky expression on her face, which I remembered from the hospital. “What? Here?” I replied. I was standing in a communal corridor. Indeed, at that moment another attractive woman, of similar age to Daisy, walked past and smiled at Daisy, whispering, “Nine o'clock?” Daisy nodded in response but turned her at...