The company insurance spent that much and more making sure I was functional. The plastics doc kept his promise, but I felt like the dog my dad used to... sing about.Where, oh where, has my little dog gone?Where, oh where, can he be?With his ears cut short, and his tail cut long,Oh bring back my doggie to me.About my dad singing? Gravel in a tin can.Mom was the one with perfect pitch ... flat.Six months getting my face rehabilitated had left me with a firm commitment to the proposition that all. Her beautiful breasts were protruding out andher nipples were jetting out towards him asking to be sucked. Her bushat the mound of her pussy was smoothly trimmed and her pussy wasdripping which was only known by her. "Beautiful, you really have agorgeous body." He said. She sat on the bed near him while looking athis erect cock. He smiled evilly and said, " Go ahead sugar. Suck meoff. You know you want to and you are to my dear." Oh god she did, shereally did that unbelievable for herself. Her. To protect his pretty nails, had to wear pink rubber gloves.Every time he broke out in fresh tears, they teased him over acting likea little girl. As they still didn't have any customers to relieve theboredom, began making him walk, bend and hold his arms like a girl. Anyresistance was met with either a slap to the face or smack to hisbottom.Later Hazel sent him to the coffee shop at the end of the strip mall."Peyton you get us some pastries and coffee. Here's twenty dollars andbe quick. .. like a couple. The getting ready, had it always been like that? Well no, but really it wasn't that unusual, was it? Liz asked if we had a lot of sex and I confessed to her about my indulgence each week and the unfortunate consequences. And again it took at least 5 minutes for her to stop laughing.Was I stupid? Was I blind? So how was it now? Did we have a lot of sex? Well, no. not even at the weekends, which I was relieved about in a way because of my paranoia about getting it up after my.