The chairs were just tall enoughfor my heel to set comfortable flat against the floor. A slight tiltto the backs allowed you to relax or still sit up...right if you chose, Istuck with up right for now. I had chosen the closest seat facing awayfrom the cart path. Ms Sherrim took the other one on the left of me,as Ann chose to sit across from me, leaving the last chair unoccupied."I must say Bridget, you look very different from when we first met,"Ann said, casually relaxing back in her. I pushed my finger deep inside and came. Biting myself in my arm, I tried to stifle my moan as pure bliss took over.I felt ashamed as I came again and again while spying on my mom and the three boys, but I couldn’t help it. It felt like my kitty had taken control of my body, commanded it to keep rubbing her little nubbin. Only after five or six more orgasms, my body could rub no longer and did she have enough.I was pulled back to reality by my brother, who announced he was about to blow his. Even when Paul was called out to the hospital, which happened quite frequently, Fliss would get more and more friendly. It was also apparent that there was an attraction between us. I had felt something ever since the incident when she had groped me, but had tried to bury those thoughts. I suspected that Fliss had definite lesbian leanings and several times I had seen her getting more than friendly with her friends. Between us though nothing further had happened.Until one hot summers day, that. My mouth was so dry. I finally was able to blink a few times and get a focus on the room. I was in recovery and they noticed I was awake. The nurse patted my arm and said everything went well. She gave me some ice and said I could have some water later. The doctor came in soon and said I had handled the surgery perfectly. He said I would be very pleased with the results and that nobody would know that I wasn't a genetic woman. I was still very groggy and I could have sworn I heard him say.