Even the name Jemma was the newnormal.Well I had won that battle. She had insisted on barging in my roomwhenever she wanted til yesterday when I had c...mplained a little. Saidit was delightful how I had protested in my high pitched voice, evenstamped my feet in a girlish tantrum, really over such a minor thing.After a few tears and a make up cuddle on her lap, we had agreed that aknock on the door would proceed her entering. Intense satisfaction insuch a hollow victory that only a teenage girl. It wasn't but 2 days later my manhood fell off - I looked at itcried and then flushed the dead stuff. My fingers were skinner, my hipswere the same but my waist was nothing - I was 5'-9" and the scale read132 - I lost well over 30 lbs and some of that was my male parts. Icontinued to cry and thought sex was a thing of the past. I had no cockto fuck with.Sharon arrived later and I was livid - how could you do this to me? Sheexplained how I took the best years of her life - the time when it. I heard him move closer to me, then felt his hand caress my bare back. “I sure do appreciate your help, you are such a sweet young woman.” I blushed at being called a “young woman”, and a shiver run through me as his fingers caressed my bare back. I wasn’t sure how to respond to this new situation, murmured a little “thank you”, and concentrated on holding the bottle for the calf. His hand slipped down over my bottom, causing another shiver to run through me, along with the fluttering deep in. Monique spread her legs wide and kept arching her back more and more until her ass and labia were opened up to me. I licked her up and down from her rose-bud to her clit. I'd flick her clit with my nose in her sweet-smelling vagina, then lick inside her, up to the top of her vulva, then over the sensitive area between her vagina and her anus, then up further and run my tongue through her ass crack. “Oh you are a nasty boy.” Said Monique. “That feels fucking great.” I then ran my finger back.