You will hate it!"I went with the nurse to a small room wit a large electronic machine inthe center. It was terrifying. Helen and Nancy and I were sha...king fromthe cold and from the expectation of we don't know what."Slip out of your bra, Sissy! Lay it over the chair. My, My, that is agood size bra for a Sissy. Most Sissies we see around here are just intraining bras. Nice jugs on a guy! Let's take some pictures of thosemammaries." Step up to the machine and let me take your right breast in my. After she had gone, he had time to take stock of his position. Physically he seemed to have mobility, but his genitals hurt and felt swollen.He looked at his hands. The right hand was completely plastered, and though he tried, he could not move any part of it beyond the wrist. The left was strapped up but the index finger beyond the first knuckle and the thumb were visible, and tentatively he moved them. There was immediate pain from the other fingers on that hand.It was clear to him that he. And, it was even better that she didn't seem mad at her from what had happened earlier."Okay doctor," Sam said as she turned and laid her head in Sally's lap.Sally turned Sam's face up to her and began to gently massage her temples.Sam eyes were closed and she moaned as she felt the gentle touch. She is good with her hands, Sam thought as she relaxed into Sally's lap.Soon Sally's hands moved down to her cheeks. She added a little cream and massaged it into her soft skin. Then her fingers ran. I placed the present down on her dressing table."Happy birthday," I muttered, backing out of the room.I walked down the stairs in a daze, wondering how I'd missed the signs. Heavy footfalls chased after me and Alice caught up just as I exited through the front door. She'd thrown on a t-shirt and short skirt. Her face was still flushed from her earlier exertions. Tears streamed down her cheeks."Paul..." she gasped."I should have knocked." My words barely made it past my lips. My stomach churned.