I pushed open the door and slowly stepped out, my head down, looking at the floor, feeling ashamed and emasculated…yet excited. Carl was sitting in ... recliner, nude. His massive cock lay across his leg, flaccid, and his enormous balls d****d down to the cushion of the chair. I saw his cock twitch as he looked at me. “Turn around. Let’s see you.” He said, and I did a little spin. He smiled and shook his head. “With just a little work, you are going to make a fine woman!” he said. I felt dizzy.. He said, ‘I know. You never forget flying with a flag covered coffin. It changes you.’ There was nothing to say to that. One wall was cold storage, mostly drinks and ice cream, but also frozen dinners and meat. Sean grabbed a bottle of juice, two bottles of water and a frozen Snickers. In sundries, Sean added suntan lotion, zinc oxide and a box of razor refills. As we waited to check out, Sean grabbed some refrigerator magnets, with pictures of aircraft and the names of Iraq bases. They were. He then pulled out of our night stand my Hitachi Magic Wand. By far, the number one vibe any woman could have for clitoral stimulation. He plugged it in and handed to me. He knew I loved masturbating with it for him, and he loved watching me use it on myself. After only a minute or two of dancing the vibe across my clit, I felt the new Pure Wand start to enter me. Slowly he caressed my lips with the smooth, heavy steel, but as it went in, I felt fuller. I said, "That's the larger end, isn't. . I mean your Gran has been a bit agitated since she came back and keeps asking for Dan." No problem Aunty Becky," I replied, hoping she couldn't read my mind over the past events which had brought me here to 'calm' Gran down.It had started a few weeks ago when I had been left to look after my Gran whilst she was on respite with my family to give Aunt Becky a break. Gran was suffering from a form of dementia which meant at certain stages she didn't know who her family were and more or less.