By using hose clamps and tightening them with his cordlessdrill, the clamps could not be loosened by his fingers. He would thenput a larger hose clam...p and fasten it around his neck. To this heattached yet another broom handle from his neck back down again to hispenis. Once tightened, Chris was quite helpless. And when he chose tothrow the cordless drill out of reach was really helpless. Every move hemade, caused discomfort. There was no way he could stand up from thefloor. Every movement. I really am. I’ll gather the rest of these clothes and just leave them here in the basket. I’ll put them away later so you can... ... You know ... Deal with that.” {And by that, I meant deal with that baseball bat between his legs. He looked like he was on deck and planning on swinging away}My son looked up at me. He looked a little confused for a second like he didn’t know what I meant, like maybe masturbation was some kind of foreign concept reserved for mean old lonely men and convicts. I was hoping his cock wasn’t as large as mine. I didn’t want to be gagging and ruining the night for Susan. She led him to the bed and began to unbutton his shirt. She slid his shirt over his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Like a pro, she removed his pants and slid them and his boxers to the floor in one motion. 'She’s really anxious to get on with this,' I thought. His cock was semi-erect as his boxers fell to the floor. 'Not a bad looking cock,' I thought as I tried to imagine its. When are you going to have the breastforms?" Gregg was hoping that it would take them some time to acquirethem.Lynn said, "My Aunt Julie informed me that we need to find out what sizebra Gregg would need, and she could have the right breast formstomorrow. Amy get your tape measure."Amy returned with the tape measure and Gregg found out the size that hewould be a 36-D.Gregg had a vacant look, he was at a loss, he did not think they woulddo it. He wondered if he should have just kept his.