Where my proud member should be there was... NOTHING! This bitch had removed my penis! My crotch nearly looked female! The only thing that disturbed t...is impression were the two orbs that protruded from where my sack should be.After I had calmed down a little Helena began to explain: "As you can see I have performed a full penectomy on you. There is not one muscle left to flex from your former penis. Furthermore, I left your balls intact, I just tightened the sack a little and repositioned them. All morning from the other side of the office site- about 30 feet away. I would walk by at different times to keep track on the progression of her exposure.By the time I got to her. To assist with the application issue. Over half of the hemline of that sundress was inches above the floor.With a pleasant greeting I walked over to stand beside her. From her right side where I was standing. Her tanned firm left thigh was crossed tightly over her right thigh. Looking down I saw a crossed legged. She wanted to natural, uncovered individual, because what she wanted was to capture personality and emotion.Cecilia suspected the blatant eroticism in Suzanne's work was actually an outlet for her own sexual frustration. In some ways the photographer fit the description of the "tormented artist", because her chronic bad fortune in relationships was vented in her images. Cecilia wanted to point that out to her friend, but did not know how to phrase her thoughts to avoid sounding offensive.. The lady was incredibly sexy and my dick again was fully erect before her round buttocks were comfortably seated there.We started to talk, until she suddenly asked if I was jacking off looking at me during the morning. She gave me a mischievous smile.I mumbled something, trying to say it was not true.But Sheila insisted, saying she had not seen my dick; but she was sure that I was stroking it inside the balcony.She then asked me with a giggle, if I was imaging fucking her…I stood quiet, because.