I must sayI did the same, hoping to get out of there before they did anything moreto me. I thought about what Jimmy said. This place is turning boys...nto girls against their will. One visit to set things up, includinggiving the boys hormone treatments, then three months later they comeback for THE operation. Oh my! Poor Jimmy.I thought of the trigger word idea and how to fight it. I thought I?dgive it a go. I lay back, closed my eyes and got ready then gentlywhispered petticoat. A rush. It was the composition of the tour group that surprised me. There was not a single female in the group. It was as if we were a tour of prospective grooms heading to Russia for a peep at the current crop of unattached lovelies in search of a compatible soul mate. I figured right away it was the miscellaneous expenses paid in Amsterdam, Paris, and Rome. I wondered if it was all some sort of scam just to get a good turnout for the tour. I was thinking of begging off with an excuse of a sudden. ..Having saved me from drowning after I had "accidentally" fallen into the water, the handsome park ranger straddled my chest and fucked my mouth. When he said that we should then go to his cabin and get our wet clothes off, I was all for it. I picked up my shoulder bag ("man purse" some would say) and my cigarette holder, which I had dropped when I "slipped" and "fell" into the water. It was a short drive in his pickup truck to the cozy log cabin he stayed in. His name was Greg. There was a. Anyway, Sharon got hit on the head pretty bad in the derailment. She doesn’t actually remember even meeting me, or, worse, divorcing her husband.”“That’s horrible,” Gladys’ said, “How likely do you think it is that George is right?”“I know he’s right, that’s part of the problem, mom.”“How do you know for sure he is right?”“Because we tracked down the people responsible,” Miguel gulped, “At least George did. I went with them to confront them. They admitted that George was right after a time. But.