You gave yourself away.”“Davy, I do not understand,” she replied, again acting innocent. I took the clothing shears from the cabinet where Uncle... Bert had inventoried all sorts of neat things and walked back to my sister. She blanched and pulled back. I slipped the shears in the collar of her blouse and began cutting off her clothes. She was totally still, not wanting the sharp steel to cut her precious flesh.“Cathy, I love you, but I have to get to the bottom of this. Tell me about it?”“Tell. No one in their right mind asks for water in these parts. I sell Ogahr Brew but I think I have a squeeze bag of Nul Milk if you prefer that. I don’t know how fresh it is, never had a Nul customer but I heard humans can drink it.”Since the selection was limited and I had no desire to experiment with Nul food I said. “I’ll have Ogahr brew then.”He wrapped a piece of seared meat in a flap of white dough and put it in a round Oven made of sud blackened Duro-Crete bricks and added a few pieces of. "Stay there, and keep your eyes closed."The repeated injunctions to keep your eyes closed make you desperately curious to know what you're not seeing, but you obey. Presently you hear the click and whirr of a camera, several shots and your hyper-extended senses can feel that I'm shooting from different angles. God, I'm so wet!I lead you back to your chair, touching only your arm to guide you. You sit, and I push your skirt up, showing your thighs. Your pussy is suddenly dripping, aching to be. George made a real scene, screaming at the top of his lungs, in afeminine contralto voice that he wasn't a woman but a man named GeorgeTrousdale, Ellen's husband.The attending physician called for someone from the Psychiatric Departmentto come down to handle this obviously deranged woman who was insisting shewas a man and a patient's husband. When a doctor arrived, he tried tocalm down the delusional woman. Finally, George took matters in his ownhands he lifted his skirt up and pulled down.