UNSEXED DISABILITYThe secret shame of womenIs that there is nothing thereBetween their legs, justAn emptiness, a nothingness--At most, a pair of pouti...g lips;Take away the hair, and allThat's left is another pairOf lips, and, really, how manyMouths does one need to feed?But Freudian slipsAre unpopularThese days,And penis envy's seenAs merely sillyMisogyny.Breasts, high, round, and full,Seem to promise moreThan the sex itself can deliverOr procure; just a split, nick, or cleftIs not enough to. “Miss Tina, I’m so pleased to meet you. I saw you come in with your daughters and I had to ask who you were. I love tall, sexy women. Please, allow me to hug you and hold you.”“Jerry please call me, Tina. Hug me and let me feel your handsome, muscular body against mine. Whatever you have given your sister, Kristen, and Tracy - PLEASE - give me and my daughter, Vanna a double dose. Though I love Wanda like my sister, she’s William’s daughter by that fat bitch he was married to before me. I can’t. Carl kept asking her to sit down, but she just ignored him. After about two hours a doctor approached them."She's going to be alright. She has a concussion and is bruised pretty well on her side. She will be in some pain for several days. We don't foresee any major problems, although we would like to keep her overnight for observation. I'll give her some pain medication when she's released. She's a strong woman and she won't have any lingering effects from the accident."Carl and Becca thanked. I was pretty sure that Fern felt that way, too. You see, my cock is, at best, 5 inches. My touch, or my tongue, on her clit seemed to be much better received than my cock inside her.I've always been a cross dresser. I can remember being in first grade and wearing my older sister's clothes and pretending I was on a date with a boy. Before we married I told Fern about this. She treated it as something that would go away once we were married, and never mentioned it again, no matter how often I.