After he had it all the way in she reached back and held him still, don't move she said , I want to adjust to your size. He fucked her in that positio...n for about fifteen minutes then he took her to our bedroom. As he was about to cum he asked if she was on the pill. She responded by wrapping her legs around his waist and locking her ankles together. Cum in me she whispered. He pumped his balls into untill he was to soft to continue. When he pulled out he told her it was six fifty he had to run.. A grassed field greened the screen, with the distant blurred silhouettes of trees. In the foreground, a single flower grooved to the slow beat of the breeze, on which the camera zoomed. It morphed, through some rather backyard visual effects, into a simple logo. After panning out, it was clear the logo adorned a large canister of nerve-gas. Clear, in that it looked as a large nerve-gas canister perhaps should, also aided by the rather considerate label. ‘NERVE GAS CANISTER – Not to be taken.’. Bob was sat near the wall with Rebecca and Lucy, apparently showing them the photos on his camera. Louise tuned out of that conversation; she had a strong suspicion that windmills and tulips didn't feature all that heavily in the selection.The view stretched across the valley they had cycled along; endless fields of acidic yellow rape-seed and undulating green pasture. It was a stark contrast to the flat expanses of Holland. Louise rested her feet up on the bench and waited for Gillian to come. ”“When you are, it’s easy enough to remove the implant.”“Thank you. I’ll keep that in mind.”I guess the pink pill really had done its work. I was fully, functionally female. I couldn’t bring myself to think about getting pregnant. I was still getting used to being female and fucking Bill nearly every day, often more than once.As I sat at my desk in the office, I realized that my birth certificate, driver’s license, work history, all my ID in fact showed me as a male. I’d held off driving.