I was alarmed at its loss. It was not a terribly expensiveweapon, but it held great sentimental value for me. I searched about the stateroom, hoping t...at I had just misplaced theweapon, but I found nothing. As unhappy as I was at the loss of thederringer, at least the thief had not thought to take the deed with him.It would have been far more trouble to authenticate the sale of the landthan to replace the derringer. I would have to replace it as soon as Icould, but for now, there was no time. I. I exist for my Master. My Master is my world.” Hours went by, maybe even days for I had no concept of time. My awareness went in and out, like the groggy feeling of waking up from a dream and immediately falling back to sleep. During the brief seconds that I would awaken, my chest felt unnaturally heavy and I was aware of the throbbing and stretching in my sensitive little clit but incapable of comprehending what was happening to my body. Though I was starting to accept the fact that it. . She's cute, too. It wasn't anymore than your father told me at about the same age actually, and it worked for me." Cute! You told him I was cute," Erin squealed near hysteria, and then she burst out in tears again."It's all right, Dear," Mom said, trying to console her. "He always called me cute, too. He still managed to marry me." But cute," Erin mumbled, through her tears."But you are cute," Ted said defensively. "At least I think you are the cutest girl aro ... u n d." He kind of trailed. I saw no scars or stitches until I pulled my panties on. My navel had two small stitches. But the biggest shock was that my waist seemed to be smaller, which was confirmed by the way the panties fit me. My hips seemed larger somehow, yet I had no idea how he did it. The skirt also fit better, if loose, and my bra fit me perfectly. The way it held my breasts up was a new sensation, which I have to admit I liked. Grandma took me home, and insisted seeing the doctors work once we were in my.