My hand won't go around it." Nancy lamented as if it were her fault."Use both hands if you want."She followed his advice and gripped him with both han...s. "Like a baseball bat," she giggled and squeezed."And Eppy is bigger than yours?" Oh yeah, much bigger." Wow! Oh, like wow!" Can't wait to see his, eh?" No. Yes ... I mean yours ... Jeez; I just felt your heart beat there! Oooh, I just love it!"She gasped, "Judy, Judy! Come feel his thing."Judy's inquisitive hand meandered across his thigh; met. As he sipped his coffee and waited for his food, memories crept up on him. It always seemed to happen when he came to town, another of the many reasons he avoided civilization unless forced. He would be around people and the memories would come, rarely would they be pleasant.This diner evoked memories of a little place called Morro Bay, down the coast in central California. It was a place much like this where his last real relationship ended, damn near ten years ago. He had been back from. This programme was the result of their coverage of the affair; after all they had watched from the front row seats.The programme was introduced by the panel of talking heads with a (very) quick resume of events, interspersed with short clips, right from the announcement by Headmale to build the new ship, the launch, the embarkation of Prince Harold and entourage and sequences from the voyage. The scene changed and a view of space across the bow of "Titan" was shown seguing into a simulation of. "Mistress Primrose lifts Astrid's skirt and lowers hir gorgeous rainbowcolored panties revealing a very complicated looking. chastity device. Irecognize it from a sissy horror film series that my sisters love to makeme watch, where sissies are kidnapped by a psychopath who entraps themin bizarre devices that cut off various body parts, usually a sissy'sprivates or breasts. It's called 'sissy-saw.' My sisters laugh at eachmutilation, and take special glee in my terrified reactions. The.