I realized that the female hormones from Lindy's body were effecting how I thought. The pain mixed with everything that had happened was making me cry....The nurse soon walked in and kindly asked why I was crying. I felt kind of embarrassed, but told her it was just because of everything that had happened. She told me a bunch of comforting things, but I just wanted her to leave. I told her I'd be fine, and she finally gave me the pills I had asked for. She told me some more things, but I think she. . you just have to let me fuck you first and then I'll get you off afterwards." My world reeled--how is this possible? An hour ago I was on my way to a computer repair job, now a shemale is trying to **** me? I started to try to get up but she leaned over me and held me down. In that position, I couldn't do anything, and I could feel her throbbing log resting on my butt crack. She said "Don't fight it babe, if you fight it, it'll hurt." I couldn't believe my ears... I was about to get ****d by. Both fingers were brown, covered in shit. and and and “Ugh, and and and ” I thought. and and and “Does she not clean her gaand? and and and ”But I was too entranced. I could not take my eyes off her. She brought her fingers to her face again, but this time she put the fingers into her mouth and sucked, moaning as she did. and and and “FUCK. and and and ” I though, wanking faster.She did this a few times, pulling shit out of her ass and sucking it clean. Then she sat up in a squat position and. .”“I know. He DID tell me that. Don’t know why he hadn’t called ‘er.”“Sometimes he’s clueless,” she said.I giggled. “Sometimes, but sometimes he’s so utterly charming, too. And smart. And kind.”“And loves a giggly girl,” she said. “Carla would be hurt if y’all showed up and didn’t tell ‘er.”“I’ll call ‘er myself.”“Will you? You’re gutsy, girl.”“I am. I got gutsy enough to finally tell HIM how I felt and how he was supposed to react.”Her laughter told me that she understood that this was a.