Polly smiled, rose to greet me, and said, "Well, I am certainly glad to see you awake. I pressed the call button when I felt you start to move around,...so I bet your doctors will arrive any second to see how you're doing."By the way, how are you feeling?" Polly talked like I'd only been asleep for a little while, so I still had no idea about the extent of my surgery or their follow up treatment."My face feels like someone is trying to split my head in two, but my ... down here," I said, pointing. I have to tell you, I saw a lot of agreement to those arguments. That decision, though, would be made regardless of what I thought.I am getting ahead of my tale - my personal account of those early days when my existance changed... the lives of those around me changed and the whole world changed with us. Perhaps someone, somewhere, may read this someday and know just a little of what my life was like - as I am sure it was mirrored a million times throughout the globe. The strange thing is, I. Your last few visits were rushed to make it to work on time and you only had your regular flat white and some quick oral from the first available girl.Today however you arrived in nice and early and would have plenty of time to finally indulge in satisfying more particular cravings.You enter Cafe Blowjob and to your relief it is not too busy yet, the morning work crowd is only just beginning to filter in. You spot some older businessmen having an early work meeting at one of the central tables. One, who has lived and loved her parents & brothers & sisters, almost as much as you do for 20-25 years of her life;One, who has bravely agreed to leave behind all that, her home, people who love her, to adopt your home, your family, your ways and even your family ,name One, who is somehow expected to be a master-chef from day #1, while you sleep oblivious to her predicament in her new circumstances, environment and that kitchenOne, who is expected to make the tea, first thing in the morning.