"He was really starting to look like a woman by the time he had shaved offall of the hair on his chest, arms and legs and once I had done his make-up.... We went back to watch the game.We had missed the goal that landed him in the corset and I staddled himand took time to carefully paint his finger nails.He started to cry."I have never seen you cry when Arsenal have lost before," I said. "Ithought you said boys don't cry, but you do seem to be enjoying beingBayern's sexiest cheerleader." I have. We both blushed and he looked away as I quickly left the room. The episode generated a flow of my juices and I retired to my bed and lay there, thinking about him as he had been lying there on his bed, listening to a CD, wearing only his shorts. His tall muscular body was tanned from his exposure to the summer sun. As I lay there, picturing in my mind what I had seen, I remembered that as I glanced at him, avoiding his eyes, my eyes had been drawn to an obvious bulge. Surely his masturbation. I'd earlier had an enema to cleanse myself out in case I got the chance for a good fuck and I'd also spent about two hours with a penis pump that made my seven and a half inch cock into nine inches and about twice the circumfrence. It felt heavy and I'd been rubbing it all the way here to make sure my erection maintained. I'd downloaded a clip from X-hamster called 'one for the bi's' and also had a couple of porn books as I knew there would be some waiting involved. I was horny and all sorts. ”“I understand this completely, of course,” Akilah replied, “Tend to the more critical patients first, yes.”“I also want to keep an eye on that cut on your leg,” Jameson continued, “It has seeped a bit more than I’d like since we stitched her up, and I want to make sure it will keep. If you feel like it, I can also schedule you to see a psychologist about losing the little one.”“What is this little one?” Akilah asked.“I’m sorry, doc,” Jill said, “I didn’t tell them that part yet. I didn’t want.