“I am absolutely not going to get involved in any sexual contact with you. This is absurd; I am a scientist not some whore.”
Dr. Moab broke in at that point, “I really don’t see what the harm is Sherry, I will maintain the scientific objectivity of our experiment “
Dr. Francis retorted angrily, “I don’t give a fuck what you will maintain. I am not going to give this little arrogant puke my body. He has done nothing but taunt me and disrespect me since arriving here and I have no intention of rewarding that kind of behavior.”
Dr. Moab turned to Ben and tried to persuade him, “Young man you need to continue if you wish to get paid. Your side agreement with Dr. Francis is not relevant to your agreement with the clinic. Her personal distaste aside I need you to continue to the conclusion of your promised ejaculatory response.”
Ben smiled and said to both of them, “You know this isn’t really about the money any more. This is about the ice queen keeping her word with me. I kept up my end of the bargain; now she needs to deliver for me. Whoops too late, looks my cock is growing soft, I guess you won’t get to see how big I can get will you?”
Dr. Moab groaned in frustration and slammed the door on the way out of the lab. Dr. Francis stood there, as Ben got dressed, his now flaccid cock resuming its normal size. She said to him, “I don’t know what your problem is, but I can assure you will not win this. I will get what I want, the way that I want it, regardless of your desires.”
“Yeah, well you had your chance. All you had to due was deliver your body to me. Well its too bad for you doc, because you would have enjoyed it,” Ben told her.
He took off from the clinic soon after, and was determined to ignore any more calls from them. Ben would teach that cold bitch to go back on her word with him.
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