I've never liked ponytails. I've alwaysloved the feel of my hair on my ears, on my neck, and until recently,just touching my shoulders, now it was do...wn my back and tickling mynipples.My friend repeated, we can cut it as many times until we get it right butwe can't add. I began to waver. I had the hair of my dreams, but Ineeded more off. But not all! One more inch went.My friend said this time, he wanted to trim it a little more carefullyand show me a style he thought I'd like. I loved what. They have removed some stitches and most of the internal oneswill dissolve in time.I am still in a daze about the operation.April 14th 2013Home at last, Jen and my parents thought it best if I was at mum anddad's for my recuperation. Jen is here with me. I am being looked afterhand and foot. I am taking medication to prevent rejection, medicationfor pain and medication to control my new equipment.April 17th 2013I am getting really bored now, I am still bed bound apart from going tothe loo.. Into ours she went, and we could hear the shower running. Sue looked at me and smiled.“Now Bob, just do as I say when we get in there, let me do the talking”. This was going from a great night into a fucking nightmare. We give Karen another ten minutes then we went in.Sitting in an armchair, her hair wet from the shower and a dressing gown rapped round her, Karen looked completely innocent.“Hello Sue, lovely to see you! We didn’t think you were coming down this weekend”“No I wasn’t going to,. Raping him was not an option. Bill was content to live in Karen’s fantasy world and did not push things with Taylor.A few days after Karen voiced her frustration she came to bed excited. “I think I am making progress with Bobby.”Bill’s curiosity instantly peeked, “What makes you think that?”“He asked for help with his homework like he always does when he wants to look down my blouse. I sat in the chair next to him leaning over giving him a good look. Honey, he touched himself.”“What did you.