There was a low smell of damp beneath the odour of unwashed clothes too. It really was a squalid place in which to have spent the night with a new lov...r but Darren’s performance had dominating my senses so completely that at the time it hadn’t mattered.In daylight the next day, it all looked much less exciting. I wondered whether Julie had spent many nights in Darren’s bed. It explained why he had moved into her family house. I wondered what my colleagues at work would think if they knew their. As she exited the Bentley an attractive brunette in a white overall camefrom the clinic and rushed to hug Judith.Cheek kisses exchanged, the two French girls then began to extricateWilliam from the rear of the car."Mmmm!" said Chantal. "This one is absolutely fabulous, how ever did youmanage to get it into the appropriate garments?"Judith smiled. "I have my ways."The girls than helped the very groggy mackintosh clad youth into theclinic.Once inside his cape was stripped off, the arm restraints. Since Lydia seemed up for it, we got into the pickup and off we went.We were in the truck and driving toward Tryon, when I answered, "Nothing but the best for my clients," I said. "I did empty the trash out of the passenger side floor." I was serious about that. I used the passenger side foot well as my rolling waste paper basket. Anything with food of any kind, I toss into a trash can. But fast food receipts or papers of all other kinds ended up in that foot well. It had taken a large trash. ..Some privacy while I dilate," I grimace, making both Charlotte andStuart look slightly uncomfortable."Okay," Charlotte says, nodding and leading Stuart out of the roomwhilst I pull down my panties, lay a towel underneath myself and insertthe thick dildo-like tube into my new vagina.When I began my transition three years ago, this was always my intended'endgame', but as the day approached- and the media interest surroundingmy SRS increased- I found myself increasingly anxious, having.