So we laughed, we chatted we drank some more and i noticed two of the other girls cuddling on the sofa. I was sat on another sofa when Sam came and sa... down next to me, put her hand on my leg above my knee placed her finger on my lips to silence me and then started to kiss me. Her hand was moving up my leg and under my dress, by this time my knickers where wet and she was rubbing my cock which I had pushed between my legs. It was getting hard but was trapped and was not able to spring free. She. I started getting moist, very moist. "I was afraid something was wrong. I'm sorry to disturb you, Sandy. I guess it's okay. I'll just get back to bed." I wasn't really wanting to get to bed. I was wanting to know what in the world was happening. I wondered where Sam was. Was he okay? Also, she was so arousing to me. I was reluctant to leave. I wanted to know what was going on. Even more, I wanted to know if I could be part of it. I was becoming a real slut, but I loved it actually. "No, no. "I suspect, Dear Watson - and here I bow to your medical knowledge -that the procedure has involved castration, followed by excision of thescrotal sac. The penis appears to have been emptied of its erectilematerial, and then to have been simply inverted and grafted into thebody cavity, perhaps using the scrotal sac to provide spare skin. Lookhere, Watson, the urinary exit has been relocated." But Holmes, to do this would require extraordinary medical knowledgeand surgical skill well beyond that. I am lucky if we have sex once a week”. I knew Stan and he seemed so nice. “But you still look so happy” I said, trying to steer her away for her love life. Frankly I didn’t need to know the intimate details of their love life, or lack thereof. She leaned across the table and whispered “but I have found an alternative”. Now I only knew one alternative. It was 7” long and vibrated. Perhaps she had one too. “Oh” I said “a toy?” I asked. “Better than a toy darling. Anonymous sex”. I didn’t quite.