It sent her directly to a site filled with well-photoshopped photos of her getting fucked and being covered in cum. Her mouth gaped open in surprise a...t the viciousness of the comments calling her a cum-guzzling black whore. There were more comments wondering how much she enjoyed getting her ass fucked, and even worse ones commenting on how she deserved what she was getting because she was such a useless bitch that only pretended to be a stuck up punk. Incredulously, there even was one saying. .. his motherI tried to creep past but my feet seemed to squelch on the laminate, in the silent house. "Lyn?" came a female voice The door opened..His MOMAh!....."er... hi!" I said, lamely.I was of course stark naked"You... know about this?" I ventured"Sure. Come in for a minute". she saidI entered the kitchenI made no attempt to cover myself"You're a BEAUTY...god......" she breathed, taking a good long look at my shaved pussy"You're very attractive yourself" I smiled, and she was, maybe a. “But if you stopped coming to see me I would miss you terribly.”“Oh Dr. Moore, you flatter me. With that kind of talk I will never be able to leave you,” I genuinely smiled for the first time that day.Later as I laid in bed around midnight I replayed the session with Dr. Moore in my head. Maybe I had lost my touch with men. Maybe after my meltdown (I was going to use that word I don’t care) I lost the seductive side of myself. I’ve never had to work so hard for a man before. I mean maybe he. Then I looked down andscreamed. A really girly scream. Suddenly I wasn't so sure that I couldman up in the face of such determined women. I had lost all of my bodyhair on my chest arms and legs."I see, Sam, that you have decided to enter into the spirit of things"said Riane."That was a rotten trick and you know it." I replied. "You know that Iwouldn't have done that myself." Oh, do I? Look, why don't I call you Samantha and you just go the wholenine yards and wear a dress. You know you.