"My mother made me a nice evening gown to wear, Larry. It is a dark burgandy with a large satin bow in back." Is it really fancy, or not so fancy?" I'... wearing it for my piano recital next month. I'd say it was pretty fancy. Do you think it's too much for this dance?" No, a lot of people treat this dance like it is a formal. I was just asking about your dress so I could decide whether or not to wear my dancing tuxedo." I think my dress would go well with your tuxedo. Is it black?" Yes. I'm. "I'm so horny, it's unreal. I've never felt this much need to have sex, but it's so frustrating being locked in this tube and cup thing. Can you remove it now?" asked Cole."Yeah Zara was the same for the first few weeks, but it does get better. We'll try out the device today when she gets here," said David."If it's so good, how come you don't have one? Are you going to have the surgery too?" asked Cole.David smugged and said, "No, it's not really for people like me."Unsure of what he meant by. He shouldn't be thinking about her like that.Carla felt her brother gazing at her body and that familiar warm sensation crept into the pit of her stomach and she couldn't help eyeing her brother up. He had dark brown hair with one rebellious lock that escaped the comb every morning and fell over his left eye, dark green eyes, a strong jaw, well-muscled shoulders but a slim waist and hips, she would have noticed his, also, long, lean legs if she hadn't first seen the obvious bulge in the front. Maybe it was just a natural reaction to being a woman. Sometimes I even noticed that my body reacted differently than my mind was used to. I caught myself becoming aroused by things that would have disgusted me in the past. I would always feel pride in my ability to control myself, but my former aversions and desires were somehow being overridden by the stronger desires of my new body. Still they lurked in the back of my mind like a second conscience, always keeping me aware of who I really.