Well, as a friend of Kaylee, the two girls sometimes came by together, and he noticed that Lolly often wore the same old and somewhat worn-out outfit....A little skirt made of a thin blue cotton material, that was supposed to look like denim, and a thin worn t-shirt, that when the weather got hot, would get damp with sweat, and stick to the enticing little puffies that were one of the few things about her that indicated she was a girl. He could only fantasize what she wore under the skirt, and. He orders me to be coy or brazen, submissive or dominant, eager or reluctant. He even demands total abstinence at times, and I do as he says. And to prove his mastery: he hits me again."I have no feeling in my toes: or my feet, or my legs, or my hips; and neither can I move them."I'm so bruised that I daren't look at myself. I'm ugly and swollen, but he keeps hitting me again and again. I see the blur of his hand and hear the crackle of juice running down the wires, and then, as he hits me: I'm. "He then turned to me. "You may get dressed." I want you to lower Miss Deanna's hormone dosage to where she only needs enough to maintain her feminine looks."I asked, "when will I have my operation?" In a couple of weeks or so. We have found from experience that if a girl knows the exact date she is more likely to be sick, so we don't tell them the exact date." Exactly two weeks later I was taken from my room and transported to the hospital for my surgery. Although I was feeling no pain, they. Her crinkled little vaginal mouth seemed almost to be smiling at him intimid welcome, clasping and unclasping with nervous gestures ofirrepressible desire.Masters chuckled deep in his throat as he recognized the extent to whichthe young country girl had fallen under his lecherous and insidiouspower. She was his for the taking now, and he knew it only too well, butstill there was some hint of resistance or native innocence about herwhich compelled him to seek the ultimate admission of surrender.