They all seemed to really enjoy what they were doing. Two of the girls looking at the monitor were pointed out as they were both touching themselves b...etween the legs. Diana said she had to do it at least once a night, maybe twice or she couldn’t sleep. She also said she had a fantasy where a man would come into her bedroom at night a shove his big cock into her pussy.The girls all covered their mouths and began to giggle. Barbara said “truth or dare”. They all giggled again. The first question. I didn't know what to do or say. I was getting the idea that she may be trying to hit on me, but I didn't want things to be awkward between us. I loved Janet, she was my best friend since elementary school. I felt this was something that could get between us. I wasn't even sure how I felt about being with another women in any way. But she made me feel different. She was gorgeous and perfect. "I... I don't think im gonna look as gorgeous as you, Janet." I answered her, breaking the long silence. I'm just going to gather up some odds and ends, then I'm coming with you." WHAT! Jesus, Rhonda, you're still recovering! You can't be isolated on a mountaintop like that! What if something goes wrong and you have to see your doctor?" Then I guess you can drive me. Look, kid, for the next week or two, the doc says I need someone to keep a close eye on me. Well, I'm choosing you." But what the hell do I know about nursing somebody? You need a professional!" No, I need a caring, responsible person. Clark fastened me to the chair with a pair of manacles and then satacross from me and explained the reasons why she did what she did.Dr. Clark said, "I've always hated being a woman; I hated all thebeauty rituals, chasing after men, the menstrual cycle, and all theother things that make a woman a woman. I always hated my body and theway it was shaped, and I longed for a tall, strong, male body. Idesperately wanted to have a penis, and be the sexually aggressivemember of the sexes."As I sat.