...I had the week off work and as the weather was so nice I decided to go to one of the beautiful parks York had with a book and take advantage of the...warm weather. I threw a few bits into my messenger bag and wandered into town. I arrived in the gardens around lunchtime and it seemed everyone else in the city had the same idea! I found a spot a little out of the way from the crowds though and sat on the grass gazing up at the sun for a moment; maybe it’s not all bad I thought to myself, at. In fact, the girl was clearly the woman's teenage daughter -around 15 years old. That girl was Lorraine and in that instant she knewthe surgery was over. Interestingly, whilst she had the wide eyed lookof an ing?nue, her pale blue eyes were Martin's eyes. She burst intotears, real tears at that."Oh, Mummy, look at me, I'm a real girl and I'm Lorraine! I'm so happy!" Oh, yes, luv, yes, you are!"And with that they both embraced.Monday 10 November 1986. Phase 3. Pamela, Whitehouse and Lorraine. Kissing her neck, ears, shoulders, running my fingers down her back, kissing her side, and kissing a line up her spine. She barely noticed when I used my feet to push the shorts off her feet. It was the touching her nipples that caused the next eruption of nerves.I enjoyed moving my dick on her panty-covered ass as I rested on top of her. It made it harder for her to calm down, but eventually she got used to the feel of my hard dick. I stopped the motion so we would be able to continue.She. A quick hike down the hill brought her to the lapping edge of the water, but before she could dip her pot, she saw a canoe moving toward her.The young man laid his paddle across the gunwales, letting the canoe drift, and broke out into a wide smile. He was rather handsome with his light brown hair blowing in the wind, and the smile made him even more so. It was a little difficult not to notice his muscular body as well."Dara?" he called out.The sound of his voice - though deeper than the last.