She was naked again, she was covering her nipples with her hands and staring in horror at me, she stammered “m-my…y-your, y-your” she was on the... verge of hysteria “y-your dick is gone” she finally screamed. I froze in horror expecting to feal more pain any second. When it didn’t come I forced myself to look down. Instead of a bloody stump or a melted nub, I saw nothing. There was nothing there; no hair no balls, no dick. Just smooth skin like there was nothing there in the first place. I looked. Evelyn arrived at 7:05, wearing the same raincoat as yesterday. I chastised her, "Try to be on time, please." "Sorry, dear, couldn't be helped," she said, not very sorry at all. "I promise to be on time, if you remember I'm not one of your subs." She removed her raincoat, hanging it next to Jody's key and leash. I have to admit she looked rather sexy. Her plump form stuffed into a pvc merry-widow that complimented my own outfit very nicely. Her enormous breasts held in the form fitting. Taller inheels, of course. He flinched at that idea, and the faint pseudo-memories it unearthed. Move on. Weight, about 110 lbs, maybe a touchmore, from the memory of carrying this carcass down the steps from thetarnloft in its fur-lined flight sack. Not skin and bones, but not plumpeither. Figure? He stared into the mirror again, trying his limitedknowledge of female anatomy against recollections of a few Earth girlshe had spent time with at the beach. 34-24-35, perhaps. Not particularlybusty,. When the boy stepped inside, his father said, "Son, Mona's Aunt Sarah says she'd be willing to loan us the money to catch up on a few bills. What do you think about that?"Wendell looked from one to the other and nodding his head, said, "Well, Dad, I think it'd be a good idea if she's willing. It'd sure be a big load off our shoulders to not be worrying about a foreclosure notice showing up in the mail any day, wouldn't it? I know it's nothing you'd ever ask for but if she's offering, I think we.