HQ said some really good things about you," Camille said, taking a sip from her cup. "Thanks," Michael replied, putting his bag down. "Well, you must ...be asking yourself why the office is empty, right?" Camille asked. "Yeah," Michael laughed, "where is everyone?" "Well, even though HQ says we have to be in by 8 in the morning, I let everyone come in at 9. There isn't much work to do anyway. Most of the state's work is done is Chicago, not here. In fact, I'm not sure why they assigned you here.". We’ll watch it and hopefully it dries up and doesn’t become a problem.’ I shared this with Sandra when she got home. Her reaction-‘OH MY GOSH! I almost wish you would have milk really come in so you could see how I felt when the k**s were nursing.’ In a couple of weeks, I did indeed have some leakage. Chris and Terri were over during that time and Chris got off to sucking it out. Which only made more. Which Sandra sucked out later, and caused more. 1 Year mark- I am now a 44D. Big enough, I. Her mound was smooth-skinned and she couldn't find a single tendril of curly hair on her puffed, sensitive outer labia. The nurses HAD shorn her completely. Phil had told her so, but she wasn't sure he had talked to her or whether it was all part of a dream.But her crotch was smooth and slick and a trifle raw from the effects of the tape and the razor. She pulled her foot up under the sheet and spread her knees wide. Well, she thought, eyes darting about the hospital room, that bastard hadn't. I was very comfortable being Daddy's toy and being able to dress up and be a gurl at times. Daddy didn't care that I wore panties all the time now, and he knew that I would go lingerie shopping and buy cute outfits to go out to the club in with Tommy. He just said that I could do what I wanted with Tommy but HE didn't want me as a gurl and that I was his turned out boi bitch to him.I was fine with that, I loved Daddy for showing me who I really was.Then one night I was just sitting around.