Ms Haynes proceeded to apply the cooling lotion from my ankles up, working it into the rash with soft hands. The feeling was soothing and I immediatly... started to feel the rash subside. As she worked her way up, I became aware of another sensation. The pain of the rash was being replaced with an excitement radiating up from her hands to my covered crotch. I could feel my dick starting to stir. Ms Haynes was oblivious of the effect she was having on me and focusing on the job at hand she kept on. Freddie senior became a larger than life concept in his imagination. He was a figure that visited his mother sometimes and played ball with him. Then he was gone again and his mother's face dimmed with sadness afterwards.His brother Mike was older and had left the nest. He rarely came visiting, these days, and had never got over his resentment towards his father. Mike had gone up to Auckland, to drama school, and Junior had known for years he was gay. Liberal, that his parents professed they. ”Mark offered, “It’d be a boring place if we were all the same.”Lynn ignored the conversation though he could hear it. The others were correct. He did prefer working alone. He’d always been technically inclined and even reserved as a c***d. He did well academically. But unlike his older brothers, he hadn’t shown great prowess with the fairer sex. He went to college at Hampton and got a degree in aviation management.A few days later, Lynn was walking past Mark’s desk. He noticed a photo of three. That snapped me back toreality. Was that my thought, or was Panek's virus playing with my mindas well?The belt of my jeans was suddenly loose, but they stayed up, held inplace by my widening hips. I undid the belt as quickly as my shakingslim hands could manage and pushed my jeans and sticky shorts down. Icouldn't see over my tits! My hand slapped between my legs, but Ialready knew what I'd find. No cock, no balls. Just a furry mound witha slit in it.In a moment of clarity I knew that THIS was.