I told the people at the desk that she was my birth mother. Without checking anything to substantiate my claim, they went in the day room to ask her i... she wanted to see me.When she came out, a few minutes later, she looked very nervous at first. She seemed timid and afraid of everything and everyone. I noticed she would give a little startled jump at every sudden noise. She also looked very tired to me."Did you come here to make me go back home?" These were her first words to me. From the way. My hand moved to hold it and the feel of his solid warm cock in my hand as I was wanking him off was great. His hand had now moved inside my leggings. I lifted myself up, so he could pull them down to get easier access. He was now working my swollen, wet, bald pussy. I was sitting in his car, leggings pulled down, legs wide open. He was looking at my bald pussy as he was sliding three of his fingers in and out of me. His body was pushed back into his seat. His hips lifted up with the look of. Osgood's in his office. Just knock on the doorframe and go right in."I rapped on the frame, and Dr. Osgood's voice floated out of the office. "Come in, Mr. Porter." How did you know it was me?" I asked as I headed for his desk.He smiled and took off his reading glasses. "I heard you talking to Mrs. Ford," he said. "Sit down, Sean." He gestured toward the pair of chairs in front of his desk.When we had both settled into our chairs, he steepled his hands, the tips resting lightly against his. "Good slut. Let me get you up tospeed." We've been busy getting you ready for your first day at the Academy,"he explained. "We find that an unconscious sissy makes it easier for allof the initial modifications." For example," he continued, "I'm sure you can feel your first round ofelectrolysis. Finishing your leg now, but we've still got a lot of workto do. I know it stings, but think of how great it will be to always besissy smooth."I swallowed hard and said, "Thank you, Master." You're.