Narrowing the vagina came next. Starting deep inside Lou, almost at her cervix, the surgeon used a scalpel to cut deep incisions into the walls of her...cunt, before using medical super glue to stick them together. As the wounds would heal over the next few weeks, nothing would be left and the muscles would waste away. Lou could feel the tightness of her pussy as the speculum held her apart. She could feel the scalpel slicing into the soft flesh that made up the vagina and the cold drops of glue. I was somewhat shocked. Mom had broken her silence and opened the door to talk about what had been happening. She had taken the first step, not me. My first reaction was relief. I had been building my courage to broach the subject and was understandably nervous. I didn't answer her right away. I wanted to think about it, to get it right. There were so many thoughts running through my mind it was hard for me to sort them out.Still looking at Mom in her eyes, I answered, "Mom, I can't tell you. I forgive you.” The voluptuous woman opened her arms towards May and she shrugged, going in for the hug. What she didn't expect was Brenda to bring her hands down to her hips and for her to kiss her on the lips. May tried to pull back but Brenda pushed her against the wall and held on, keeping her mouth pressed to hers. When her hand moved down the front of May’s skirt she made a muffled shout into her friends mouth trying to stop her. Brenda’s middle finger rubbed her soft panties and. Slowly, sensuosly fucking yourself in front of me almost as if I weren't here. With your other hand you beckon me, finger crooked and calling me over. Without thinking, I find myself sliding out of my chair onto my knees, my own skirt sliding high up my thighs as though I too were some wanton slut. I am not, of course, I am a proper middle-aged woman of class. Yes, I am your sometimes-lover, but I am not a slut like you.Walking on my knees I approach you. "Yes darling", you whisper, "come.