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... some insights to a solution."

"That might be an idea. I might have enough time this afternoon to give her a call."

Anthony hung up the phone and dug around in his desk until he found the business card he was hunting. He dialed the number and a man's voice answered.

"Dr. Torillo's office. May I help you."

"Yes. I was referred to Dr. Torillo by Peter Standwell. I would like to talk to the Dr."

"The next appointment I have is in three weeks, would you like to book it?"

Anthony had to stifle a growl.

"Look. I just need to talk to her. I haven't ever seen her in person, but Peter Standwell said she could help us with a problem."

The man responded in a bored and sort of put-out tone.

"Just a minute."

When the phone clicked again, Anthony heard a beautiful contralto voice.

"Dr. Torillo. Is this Anthony Mancini?"

"Yes. Thanks for taking my call."

"Peter said you would be calling. I actually expected to hear from you before this. Peter told me a little about your problem. How are things going."

Anthony gave her a quick rundown on his plan and the problem he had discovered.

"I see. I would really like to talk to you in person. Can you come by my office say, 6pm tonight?"

Anthony was a little taken back by the hour but assured her that he would be there.

Anthony went back to studying the website. He looked at his phone. It was only 3pm so he had at least two and a half hours before he needed to leave.

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Sasha was putting ...

... away the last of the laundry. She hurried downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed the laptop from its hiding place and went to sit on the couch. She hurriedly plugged in the laptop and waited impatiently for it to boot. She clicked on the bookmark on the browser and was almost immediately at the login page for the chat rooms. She looked through the user list and saw FatherDoms name. She found his room name in the list and clicked on it.

She went through the required routine, kneeling, describing herself in detail, and then waiting to be recognized. The usual usernames were in the list. Almost immediately a message popped into the window.

FatherDom -- Well. What have we here? The disappearing slut. You left just as I was about to cum in your ass bitch. And then you don't show up for three days. Why should I even let you back in here?

Newandwilling -- Please sir. I had family issues that I needed to take care of. I apologize. You can punish me anyway you like.

FatherDom -- At least you recognize that. Of course, I can punish you anyway I like. You are my sleazy little fuck toy, aren't you."

Newandwilling -- Yes Sir.

FatherDom -- Have you shaved that hairy fucking cunt of yours yet?

Sasha winced at those last questions. She had, actually, forgotten all about it. Her first temptation was to just say yes, but she knew that he would then demand confirmation by sending a photo. She had, up to this point, avoided doing that using whatever excuse she could think ...