“I can’t ever have children. Dead people don’t have children…” I couldn’t get my mind off the idea of Deadman’s redemption. It did sound... impossible. A woman had to have always loved him and have been faithful? How long did she have to remain true to him–eternity? Where would he find a woman like that? She had to be someone he already knew, I supposed, and if he hadn’t found her in fifty years he wouldn’t ever find her. Maybe the whole stipulation was a fraud. Surely a contract imposed by the. Jessica asked, "Have you noticedsomething odd about Owen."She shook her head, looking slightly startled and afraid. 'So shes in ittoo,' Jessica thought. 'What was going on here?'Megan headed out as Jessica stared considering what she was going to doabout this. She had studied a little. Some boys simply enjoyed beingfeminine, and it progressed from there. Some wanted to live as girls. Whatwas Owen?She determined that whatever it was, it was up to him to figure it out. Itwas her job to protect. One of these women; a particularly plump and wicked- looking woman of about 40, her haughty face sneering as she had thrashed him, grabbed his cock and pulled it back to oblige matron. Her velvet gloved hand being used as harshly as possible, lifting his buttocks in an effort to make the male feel as though she was to tear his cock from his body.The women laughed with enjoyment as he whinged and whined as Matron ensured the huge needle was driven slowly into the most sensitive spot; her hot. The truth is everyone knew what i was doing.i hid all my clothes and blankets so she couldn't cover me and i put password in the tv and dvd player. This way she can't turn it off by hitting the power button and the tv was so big she wouldn't reach where i had it plugged in. This meant she had to wake me up even though i wasn't sleeping.She would shake me by the shoulder gently and she would call my name Then i would pretend i'm asleep more but as she calls my name more i begin to stroke of as.