It was quite late at night as I recall and she looked like she'd been crying. She asked me where Jason was and for the first time in a long time I had...no answer to give. I felt like I had been caught out and she could see it in me. I simply told her that I hadn't seen him in a few days and had no idea of where he was. That's when the tears started and I wanted to console her but I didn't know how to. The only solution I had was to smoke weed and hope she would calm down a bit. I just sat there. .."Her face brightened immediately, and I felt happy just by causing such a smile to appear on that beautiful face."Oh, thank you!" she said. "I thought it was just me who was a bitch!"I shook my head. "No, you are not. Or maybe you simply are my kind of bitch? Ouch!" I said as she pinched me again, looking mock angry."Please, no more pinching. I would like a kiss instead." A kiss?" she said happily, smiling again."Yes, please!" A kiss?" she repeated, getting up and straddling me. Her rump was. White knee-high socks with lacy trimmings cover his legs helped by a methodical Belinda. “We have to make our friend the perfect sissy-girl.”He peers down at the rest of his body startled at what he sees. “Yes sweetie-pie Mummy Belinda has shaved you all over. No horrible manly hair to worry about now.” She waves a pair of cute white, satin panties in front of him. “Pretty little panties for Amy Caitlin.” She places them around his waist giggling profusely. “I'm being named after your. The Doctor saying, “nerve damage, and so on could make married life ‘difficult’ in the future, only time would tell!” That sentence was the understatement of a lifetime! At home after a stay of a month or so, the bruising slowly went, I could piss once more independent of catheters and bags, even bear to hold it to aim my stream, but stiffen… not a bloody chance… My ever-loving Tina was a wonder, always loving and upbeat, fortunately she can drive, so ferrying me about was not a problem, but.