They broke apart and then Mom was there, standing with me. ‘Look at you,’ she said, tugging off my hat and putting it on her head. I was suddenly ...orried if she liked it. ‘Do I look ok?’ Only one person’s opinion mattered to me. ‘Better than ok,’ she answered. She tilted the hat so that it cast a shadow over her eyes. ‘Now everyone will know that I’m your girl.’ ‘Always,’ I answered easily. I felt a tap on my shoulder and was dragged back to the stage. Slinging my acoustic guitar strap over my. The medical team gave more attention and five of usfound ourselves in the Pre-Operation room, dressed in paper gowns, shoesand hats - expectant?I was shaved, settled into a gurney until my turn came.The nurses were sweet and caring and the little injection meant I knewnothing until I lay in the Recovery Room bandaged and numb.Then to the wards where, the Physionazis forced me to walk groinwrenched steps, colostomy glittering an evil yellow.On the second day, we were wheeled and crutched in. "Do you like this?" she asked as she pulled the lips apart. Before I could answer Tony pushed my face towards her vagina and told me to lick it. I always obeyed Tony, he was my man. Her pussy had a strange taste and it was very slippery, sort of sticky. I found her opening and stuck my tongue in her vagina, as I did this Tony slipped his man meat in to my ass. He started to thrust, every time his pubes banged my ass it pushed my face and tongue into Sandy's cunt. It was so hot! All three of us. I agreed but called out, "Charlie, the lattice work looks pretty complicated. I don't think even four hours will be enough to do the photographs you'll want afterwards. I'll leave my schedule open in case you want more time."Marla would charge extra for one of her girls to be tied up (pun intended) with only one man for six hours instead of satisfying two of her clientele in that same span of time. Charlie had money so he'd pay it. I was already banking the extra money in my imagination as I.