I may not be a teen any more, but when someone as gorgeous as my wife is around, I’m definitely able to provide what she’s so desperately craving....et me tell you, I’d thought our romp the previous day was good, but this was incredible. The more I ordered her around, the more I told her what to do, what to say, what to think, the more turned on she seemed to get. It was over an hour before I collapsed against the wall, almost too exhausted to order her to clean up the mess we’d made.As I sat. Lots of sandals and heels, variety upondiversity. Hosiery, stockings, garters, thongs, briefs, bras, bralettes,corsets, blouses, jumpers, rompers, skirts, dress, bodycons, sweaters,negligees, nighties, etc: you name it, the chances are that I had boughtit for Georgie.He was ready to see my OBGYN. She had helped me start the George-to-Pansy transition and offered to help reverse it insofar as she could."We still have his testicles," she said, pointing to a jar on a displayshelf in her office,. ." Ben groaned in response.With tears rolling down my cheeks, I sat on the couch, my knees pulled up to my chest while I wrapped my own arms around my legs and rocked slowly. I could feel my heart cracking with every moan that emanated out from that bedroom.Adrienne was right beside me, her arms wrapped around my body, squeezing fiercely. "Dawn, Dawn," she soothed and rubbed my back."Of all the fucking people he had to rebound with, why HER?" They're just comforting each other," Adrienne tried. All across Kent and Sussex people were now calling in sick or being rushed to hospitals and it was now dawning on the authorities that something was terribly wrong; though no-one as yet suspected the horrifying truth.It was a further hour before a scientific team had isolated the cause and the news was relayed on every channel of radio, TV and internet.Police rushed to Bewl and Burham, but too late, the terrorists had gone; only graffiti remained.Police cars toured the streets using loud.