EXTRACT FOR
Much Older Men and the Girls Who Love Them
(Lexi Wood)

Lolly slipped into Dr. Winter's office like she was being chased by bandits.  She closed the door quickly behind her and looked to the doctor at his desk.

"Are you Dr. Winter?" she asked.

"That I am," he replied, swivelling in his chair.

"I'm glad you're a man," she said.

The doctor looked at Lolly, with her long legs and cute blond curls.  "So am I, my girl."

"Only because women are judge-y.  If you were a woman I couldn't tell you what I need to say, and then what's the point?  I might as well not even be here at all!"

"How can I help you?" Dr. Winter asked.

"I hope you can help me," she said, which didn't quite answer the question, now, did it?

She made her way to the leather sofa??"which was modern leather, black and backless??"and lay down flat.  Her long floral top sped up her belly, showing off her short shorts and white stomach.  What a stomach it was!  Just the slightest layer of pudginess.  Her arms were the same, just little bit fat, like a doll's.  A doll's face. 

The girl was exquisite.  One never stopped noticing.  Never, at any age.