"You need to take that off or it will take you forever to complete my session," Harry interrupted sternly. He was growing concerned that Tracy may be having second thoughts about the sexual aspect of his "treatment".

"My goodness, how careless of me," Tracy stammered, her hands quickly moving to unbutton her shirt. "I don't know what I was thinking."

She opened the shirt and slipped it off.

"Ah, ah. The suit, too."

"Gosh, of course." Tracy hooked her thumbs through the shoulder straps and pulled her top down, then proceeded to step out of the suit completely. "I'm so sorry!"

Harry smiled to himself as he watched with eager...