I lifted my head slowly and said, “Sorry about that. That’s never happened before.”Then I realized that I was lying on the lower foredeck near t...e bow. Kevin was standing over me. I pushed myself up so I was sitting on the deck.“Are you OK?” he asked. “I checked the security videos and saw that you came down here with Little Bo Peep.”“Glenda, the Good Witch of the North,” I answered in a slurred voice.“Well, whoever she was,” he said firmly, “she evidently spiked your drink. You sat with her at. I hope the food is as good as I hear it is!" I was hoping you liked Italian and I too heard the food was good." Store in memory banks ... she likes Italian!Our conversation during dinner was far more relaxed and fun than I thought it would be. Getting to know Phyllis was a treat and she really did seem to be a down to earth individual grounded to what was important in life. But I could sense a sadness in her. A sadness that was hidden deep down. I didn't want to say anything about it because. McAllister. I've left a number ofpamphlets which you can feel free to use as a resource. There are anumber of local switch counselors that I highly recommend for yourtransition."My jaw shook as I replied, "No, don't have any insurance."He frowned and said, "Well, luckily there are almost never anycomplications from the switch. It's just a very stressful life change.Usually conversations you've had during the first week, like this one,will blur in the memory, so I'm leaving my card with you.. She nearly gagged when his cock hit the back of her throat. She felt herself becoming aroused at the intimate contact and one hand dipped between her legs. Her pussy was already wet and eager for more stimulation. She slid her index finger back and forth over her hungry pussy, moaning through a mouth full of cock. In what seemed like only a moment a thick stream of cum filled her mouth, catching her by surprise. She swallowed instinctively, a small stream of cum dripping down her chin and onto.