The pad actually stuck to theinside of my underwear. It took about three tries to find a position forthe pad that felt the most comfortable. I will sa... comfortable andwearing a pad does not belong in the same sentence. I was reminded of mywomanhood all day long, and found that wearing a pad was just asannoying as having a penis. All the comfort that came from havingnothing between my legs was gone.As the day went on it felt like I was getting fatter. My abdomen wasgetting tighter and it was. As I walked into the office, built in a remodeled home, I found it very cozy and friendly feeling, which eased my nervousness a bit. Across from the door was a desk nestled neatly into the opening of what was once the kitchen, I guessed. Being a student of architecture, I was sure of it. Seated at the desk I saw a lovely young, about 25 or so, woman. She had a beautiful smile, but go figure, it is a dentist’s office, but her smile was more than just pearly white teeth, it seemed. "Let us try what we can do, then," said the notary. "You accept this young lady as your interpreter, M. Noirtier?" Yes." Well, sir, what do you require of me, and what document is it that you wish to be drawn up?" Valentine named all the letters of the alphabet until she came to W. At this letter the eloquent eye of Noirtier gave her notice that she was to stop. "It is very evident that it is the letter W which M. Noirtier wants," said the notary. "Wait," said Valentine; and, turning to her. Shoot it all the way up hare on Mama’s big ole titties!”She kept it up the two or three more minutes it took for me to reach critical temp and blow my load from the bottom of my toes, up through my hips and out my fire hose! That woman did her very best to catch every drop, even dipping her long lacquered fingernail into the top slit of my pulsing cock as I squeezed my shaft to keep the whole thing from blowing apart as my mind was doing!When my vision came back into focus, Mama was standing.