Neither the report nor the restoration.’ I thought about it for less than a minute. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew this was something I ha... to do. Why, I couldn’t say. But it needed to be done. ‘Go ahead, Mister Gerhard. And if you can, I would appreciate the name or names of people who could do the work needed.’ He nodded, smiled and, I think, understood where my head was. This was an emotional decision, not a financial one. My father once said a boat was a hole in the water. I crawled down into the darkness under the exposed roots, trying notto think about all the bugs and wet dirt as I squeezed into the darktight spot and pulled extra dirt and leaves after me to help hide me. I got there just in time because my bones began to crack again. I bitinto my hand to keep from screaming out from the pain, absentlythinking that Angela would have loved this...or at least the rechargeit would have given her powers. As it was, I was desperately wishingI had Evie's powers at. Even in the haze caused by the continued stimulation and repeated climaxes Kelli could tell this was larger than before, and that meant the dildo will probably be bigger as well, she tried to protest but her exhaustion and arousal masked it.Having got the speculum to enter it took a lot of pushing to get it inserted up to the line marked. Kelli was suffering both extreme stimulation from the effort to push it in and significant pain from the stretching. Fortunately, the device was quite smooth. "You're god damned right, I do! Women have breasts, soldier. But little girls just have tits. Now, what the fuck are those little things poking out from your uniform, private?" I shouted, attacking her self-esteem."Those are my tits, Sir!" She fired back, the flush creeping down her neck and chest now as well.I walked up to her and firmly thrust one hand inside her open blouse, grasping a handful of tit-flesh. I squeezed it firmly, rubbing my calloused thumb over her erect nub. I watched with.