*******I gasped as my fingers followed the contours of my slightly worn face.The woman looking back at me was Nancy Peterman. I looked so much theway...I had before the surgery that I found myself wondering if they'deven done the surgery...but wait a minute! I wasn't wearing make-up.What the hell! Oh my God! It worked! It really worked. I lookexactly like Nancy Peterman, a 46 year old woman, and this is the bestpart- WITHOUT MAKE-UP!My emotions got the better of me and I started to bawl.Mom. He put suitable wines ready for each course and port for thecheese.It was a more elaborate meal than he intended, but he was the type ofperson who couldn't do a bad job. There was just one precaution hethought of. Assuming that his wife was going to wave a new lover infront of him that night, he ground up some anti-histamine tablets thathe'd been prescribed but not used, ready to garnish any prospectivelover's dishes. He worked on the assumption that they wouldconsiderably reduce any bedtime. For several days beforehand, Mrs. Gracely worked to prepare the girl for losing her final barrier. No matter how much a girl welcomed her first vaginal penetration, nearly all of them feared the breach of their bottoms. But it was a mandatory part of Mrs. Gracely's curriculum, and she knew how to get them ready.With fingers and a succession of toys, Mrs. Gracely accustomed Gwen to having her anal flower stretched and entered.One night she caused Gwen intense humiliation by making her take her. Not knowing that the long calls I would have with these women would attract attension when the bill arrived that one night as I played around all dressed up in some real sexy lingerie with stockings, garter belt, corset, spiked high heels and stuff with a bed covered with other clothes, heels, sex toys and porno mags smoking a joint and drinking that I was soon confronted by this tall black security guard who quickly had me face down on the bed with my hands handcuffed behind my back. He.