.."Turn over", I say; breathing heavily. You do as I say... You turn around on your knees. I grab your hips and ass and pull you to the edge... I say... "Spread your legs on your knees, as wide as you can"..., and you do. On your knees, your legs are spread so wide, that you are almost with your stomach flat, on the bed... I position myself, behind and up over you, more over your back than a normal doggy style position, I lift one leg up, with my foot on the bed; hunching my ass and back, I grab. It took them the best part of three weekends, but when they got done, my mother had an automatic clothes washer and, more importantly, we had hot water in the house without having to heat it on the stove by the bucketful. My father wanted to get her an automatic clothes dryer too, like my Aunt Betty had, but my mother said the clothes were fresher smelling and the whites stayed whiter if you dried them on the clothesline outdoors. Mom took her old wringer washer over to the old folks poor house. Angel had spent a few months allowing Tomto select and then stretch her cunt to accommodatevarying hollow tubes. Starting with plumbing fittings,experimenting with drink mix containers, and finallyadapting a livestock fertilization tubes – Tom hadfound an incredible combination of openness andheightened sensitivity. Once strapped into Angel, shewas at the mercy of anything he slipped into her forshe had no ability to close her vagina. And tonight she had felt the delights and the. Nor is working with girls or women,” Kat explained. “Before he knew I was a girl, he treated me with respect like I was one of the guys. He knows damn well that I’m right and didn’t question why he is on another job. I’m going to take over out here personally. Dad is pulling the previous foreman off the Matis job to fill in for me. He and I can tell a crew the same thing, the same way, and they will only trust that he is correct. Between us, I hate the damn office work. Dad can have it. My gay.