“Now, you must tell me! What are these? In the book they are ... breasts? ... I think.” She cradled her breasts in her hands. They were beautifull...y formed with small pink nipples.Kelly said, “You’re right. They are your breasts. They are also called ‘boobs’ and ‘tits.’” She grinned and said, “A few years ago there were television shows in the United States that were called T&As. It stands for ‘tits and ass.’ They featured very pretty young women and at least once in every show there was a scene. " She told me"There may be a few nerve endings left behind and as soon as you are healed i will be down there between all you have left to give you the remains of pleasure, but your clitoris MUST be removed and it is happening now. I will put on the clamp first."The nurse stood behind me and ran her latex covered hands over my bald head."Stay calm." She was reassuring me, "It wont take long. Once your clit is gone you will have no more pain or disease. You’ll be nice and clean and you will look. I pull my finger out of my mouth letting you hear the smacking sound. Then I go on my knees on the floor, in front of you, my hips rocking back and forth and I'm sliding my hands up and down my thighs, lifting my skirt up a tiny bit more with every move. I keep stroking myself with my left hand and I lift my right to my mouth again sucking off my fore- and middle finger just to let them disappear underneath my skirt a few seconds later. You do not believe your eyes as you think to yourself;'I. The year is 1935 and the once-thriving city has fallen into disrepair and neglect. Shops that shone brightly with neon lights are now boarded up and dark. The places that remain in business aren’t welcoming to strangers, with reinforced doors and shady looking owners sitting behind the registers. Police cars survey the dark streets for ne’er do wells, but everyone knows that the officers aren’t the ones running the city’s remains. The mobs hold the power here and to cross the wrong person could.