I couldn’t talk or move, but I could hear them and see them.”“Good, sweetie. Let it out,” Doug coaxed her.“There were five of them,” she c...ntinued. “There were only two in that Caddy. Damn, it was a doo-doo brown Cadillac Brougham. Why did I get in,” she sobbed.Doug moved closer and got on the bed with her. He held her in his massive arms. “Daddy’s here. You can tell me. It’s okay. You know I love you.”The super short, transgender woman sighed, “Thank you! There were five of them standing there. Throughout middle school and most of high school most guys stayed away from me. My mom told me it was because they were intimidated, my friend told me it was because the guys thought I was a prude. All that changed my senior year. Thats when I started dating John. He was a great guy, and treated me like a lady. Mom liked him. Dad liked him, and I should have liked him. I did until we finally moved from dating to messing around. You have to remember, I had gone years imagining dick, so when one. Parmesan cheese was grated over thesalad and tossed some more. The salad was plated, sprinkled withcroutons, and served.Carolyn had watched the performance with her left elbow on the table andher chin resting on the back of her hand. She looked at me seductivelyas she reached for the salad fork. It was the perfect lead into theelaborate dinner. Other dishes followed, each prepared and presentedwith care and flair, with the main course offering another chance to puton a show.For the main course. Edward nodded and the two spectators each eagerly nodded their agreement, so she walked to the rack high heels clicking in the silent dungeon, the randomly hung whips all on numbered hooks taunted her fingers. She knew that she had used her birthday dates, the third day of May, so numbers 3 and number 5, she counted along, past a huge bullwhip, and a quirt, number three she found was a large single-tail which she lifted from its hook, noting the weight as she returned and handed it to him..