Fay said that was the week we were to have the poker game at our house and she would not get her urge for sex satisfied. I told her to take her sex to... and try to make do with that and me. Our trip to "The Big Apple" was by plane from Birmingham to Atlanta, change, then to Kennedy direct.While boarding at Atlanta we met Howard Bailey and his wife Libby. Howard was the Division Manager for the company in Tennessee. He and Libby lived in Nashville. He and I had met at a company meeting in Atlanta. They remained locked as I guided my manhood to the threshold of her pussy. She was moist. And hot. She was ready for me, Charlie. And I entered her effortlessly, two inches at first, pausing to savor the gasp that she gave as she felt my cock penetrating her. After the briefest of moments I thrust into her fully. She yelped in a cry that we both knew your daughter, doing homework at the dining table in another part of the apartment, could have heard. I paused impatiently with my cock. Over the next couple of hours Dr. Turnbul explained all that was neededfrom me in order to facilitate Paul?s transformation. We had to attackhis very manhood, to get him voluntarily give it up. To start theprocess, Dr. Turnbul told me to put some special powder in his drinks atdinner and breakfast. This combination would make him very susceptibleto suggests and as horny as a teenager for the first 10 days. Thensuddenly on the 11th day make it impossible for him to get an erection!However, he. Did she do something with Ted? Tell me,” Donna peppered me with questions and demands as only a teenage girl could.“That is for her to tell, not me.” I said holding my hands up in surrender, but do the gentlemanly thing and maintain my silence.“You suck!”“Did she say anything else about me?”“Yeah, she sure did,” Donna said. “She asked me if my nosy little brother was going to leave us alone.”“What? She’s still pissed off at me? You said...”Donna giggled at me and said. “I just like to make you.