Last week, I got a little carried away with the hormone therapy andadministered too large a dose. I swear his breasts started to lactate-although init...ally amusing, it proved to be too much a nuisance.Therefore, this week, I have scaled back the estrogen. His face waspriceless when he began noticing the damp spots in his bras. That madeit all worth it. Through my sunglasses, I glance back over at my sissyson.Me: Honey. Wake up. It's time for more tanning oil.Him: Are you going to put some on. “Not a damned thing!” I said. “Well, that’s not true. Abbie decided to be a troublemaker.”“I saw that dance. It was HOT. But I can’t imagine that little goody-two-shoes doing that.”“Well, apparently Abbie can. I told her to back off.”Elyse laughed, “As if THAT is going to stop it.”I sighed, “Forget it. It’s not happening.”“Famous last words, Steve. But forget that! Something needs to happen here!”I pulled her on top of me and we once again began to make love.November 9, 1989, Chicago,. " And his name?" He answers to 'Grim'. You'll know when you've seen the 'Grim'." I can't believe I fell for it again," said Hermione, vexed. "Why you always pick on me, I'll never know." It's because you're the most gullible," replied Sirius with a laugh. "But I had a reason for coming out here - the sun'll be gone soon, and it's high time you were all inside. Let's go!" Do you really think we can't handle ourselves after dark?" Fred asked."I'm not the one running things around here. What I. Brinn worked very hard to take care of two horny girls. But remember this. Every night he took care of two of us, and only one of us took care of him. He basically pampered us, and then one of us would spend a couple of minutes making him spurt. I mean that’s all it ever took. Especially if we sucked him.And once in a while, he just wanted to be pampered, too.The form that took was that he’d come up to one of us, usually during the daytime, and say, “I’m horny.” And we knew that meant he wanted.