The first thing I saw was Maddy, and damned if she wasn’t crying again. Wondering if I was still laying in the wreckage of the attack, I tried to re...ach up and caress her cheek, but couldn’t get my arm to move. I looked down, noticing the straps.“Don’t move honey. Not just yet. Welcome back. I’ve missed you terribly, my man.”She stood up, and I noticed her leaning on a cane. She saw my expression. “It’s nothing, honey. Bastards blew out part of my hipbone. The doctors are going to replace it in. She wanted to crawl under the desk. At the same time, she realized that her nipples were tingling.“Should I tell my mother Mrs. Speaks? My father is a minister, what if he were to find out?”Taking a deep breath she eased it out and said, “It is not uncommon for children to have taboo (she wanted to make sure she used that word) feelings toward their parents.” She wasn’t prepared for what crashed down next.“I think my mom wants to have sex with ME.”She knew this conversation was way above her. Berry eh-plees to meeh-ting juuh." Eric smiled and curtseyed, that fact that his skirt was flashing glimpsesof his panties made no impression on him. He would expose much more atthe slightest gesture from his Mistress. "Oh, that accent! Where did you come up with that?" "Well, think of it as protective coloration. Someone might believe awoman who claimed to be Eric Katt, forcibly feminized, if she soundedlike Eric, acted like Eric, and could make an impression like Ericmight." "But if she. That was too much for Fulava. She felt tickled and jumped and writhed and bucked and forgot about her thighs. Anu was waiting for this opportunity. He pushed his hand under the ghaghari and between her thighs. The touch of his fingers on the bare thigh was like magic to Fulava. Shivers ran through her body. She clenched her thighs again, trapping Anu’s hand in between and tossed and turned to dislodge it. Her squirming did not help her, on the contrary the ghaghari rode up exposing more of her.