.. I never could. Maybe that's partly why I'mhere." I could feel a tear trickle down at that point. I knew I'd blown it. Noway would he say yes. He'd ...as good as proved it wasn't purely bodyimage. Bastard didn't move, just sat there looking. "Look, what do you want? My life story and all the points that got methinking about what is a boy or girl and why am I different to him orher or whoever. Do I pass some test that says I'm more girl than boy anddo I walk and talk right? Do I present well? Do. "Eh? Oh, yes, four days. We were starting to get very worried." Thesuperfluous doctors began to file out; there was work to be done, afterall. Dr. Mirkin introduced Aaron, "this young man brought you in."Nervously, and awkwardly, he waved at her. Jane Doe was unresponsive,mostly due to a lack of mobility."Wuh....ter." she grumbled softly, "please?" Oh of course, Nurse Barton, please, a glass of water for her," hesaid, hailing the nurse, "don't worry, your now you have recoveredconsciousness,. I kept my eyes locked with myhusband. He saw the panties. He knew that behind thecounter my pussy was completely exposed. The thought ofhim knowing but not able to see combined with Daveexpertly playing with my pussy made me cum again. “Do you like my fingers in your pussy?” Dave asked as heflicked his fingers across my clit, over and over again.“Yes,” I moaned with pleasure.“Yes what?” Dave asked softly.“Yes,” I said, “I love the way your fingers feel in mypussy. I love how you make me. And Action!"Brian awoke with the tortured images of his wife still in his mind. The E-mail had arrived just before he had drank himself to sleep. There, on his monitor, were photos of his wife, in various poses, with various men. How many men had she been forced to be with he wondered? He saw at least a dozen. What had he done? Now Lisa was being forced to really pay for his infidelity. As he sat up in his bed, he looked at her side, where she should have been laying next to him, but there on.