‘Wow,’ I remarked as I looked around the place. ‘It looks a lot different from when I was last here. A lot less … ‘nineties.” Previously, ...he place was chock-full of color. Colorful carpet, bedrooms their own individual colors, even the rugs were eye-catching. It had become a ton more modern styled. No more color – there was just a lot of white. Floor-to-ceiling, white. Glass tables with metallic legs. The only real color around was the accented flowers placed with an almost surgical precision. She had even begun pumping yet and Jim already had tears flowing from his eyes because of the pain. After a little while Jane realized she had hit a wall, she managed to get the majority of herself in, but no matter how hard she pushed she couldn’t seem to get the rest of herself in.“It seems we have a stopping point here” said JaneJim was sobbing, bent over Jane’s desk, his knees had buckled and were touching each other, and his stomach was wet with the cum he had sprayed earlier. “So since I. After a few weeks I invited him over to the house to meet the wife and daughter, and watch the game. After the intros and a few good laughs, then the girls went off to the mall crosstown. After they left we went down to the basement with some beers to watch the baseball game, after a few innings Frank asked me if I had anything more interesting to watch, I said like porn? He replied yes… I linked up the laptop and put on some of my favorite viewings, It wasn’t long and Frank said to me. Forced you back inside. Made all the surgicaladjustments they were going to make. Leave you high and dry, with awoman's body and a pink collar.You would have woken up a bitch whether you wanted to or not.But deep in the darkest part of my soul -- the part you don't show toanyone else -- I fear that the answer to the question... is no.I don't share that thought with anybody. It scares me to think it.+++++The investigators passed my file onto the head nurse. She looked liketwice the man that I.