She finally said "thank you Masters."When she had refreshed her makeup we escorted her back out to the bar. Ibought Mack and Glen a beer but never saw...Marcy afterwards. I wonderedwhat she thought when she got back to her hotel room and realized how Imodified her chastity. Oh well, I guess sometimes it sucks to be a sissy.At least he won't be able to cheat on his wife now.Epilogue.Marcy, formerly Mark, arrived home from his business trip a couple daysafter that terrible night at the bar. He had. I told you we mostly use Dutch words for these things, haven’t I?“Finally, some proper mountains!” I said, as we suddenly started driving uphill. The sun was out today and even though it was only early spring and you really needed a coat to go out, it was still nice to drive in the shade afforded by a phalanx of pine trees. I’d have opened the window to see if I could smell them, but our driver’s aftershave had put my olfactory sense out of commission for the day.“Mountains...” giggled Melody.. ‘Oh, nay, Rose. I do believe I’ve got it under my control.’ I grinned at her. ‘If that is the case, I think I’ll just go dip my feet in the Loch.’ Tilda shot up instantly. ‘Rose, didn’t you hear? You can’t. The loch is a beauty to look at, but deadly. Nay, you canna put your feet in there! For certain they will be bitten off by the demon!’ I laughed and shook my head. ‘Tilda there isn’t any demon in the water. Its probably just a prehistoric creature trapped there. And I don’t think they eat. He put his hands on the back of her head, and directed her attention down to his manhood. She wrapped her hands around the base and stroked it gingerly, then opened her lips and took the head of his cock into her mouth and wrapped her tongue lovingly around it. He ran his hands through her hair as she sucked and stroked him. Suddenly, he tugged her up by her hair again and shoved her back on the bed again. He climbed up on the bed again between her legs as he did before, but this time didn't.