They nodded. He said, "He's tall enough not to be intimidated by her height. She's pretty outspoken. Hopefully, he can handle meeting an independent w...man."Beth said, "He can. I think they would like each other. It would be tough for Brian to make the first move but you never know."Missus White said, "Our Laura can be bold but we've never seen her with men much. Her height scares them. Her independence scares them. Her intelligence finishes scaring them away."We've always wanted her to meet the. "Fine," I said not feeling too happyabout it. I wanted to stick masking tape over the awful thing to blockthem out completely."Good girl," she said. "You should get dressed and go out to a bar, casinoor night club somewhere. The sooner you start making efforts to meet menthe sooner you'll have a boyfriend." Okay," I reluctantly agreed.She hung up the phone on me and I set the phone back down and got backinto the rest of my girl clothes.I went downstairs to the little gift shop and purchased. Without turning, she pictured hislong frame stretched across the bed. Even as she drank in the stimuli to her senses, she feltthe fullness of her sore cunt. Her body started a slowroll to her stomach, and was caught short by the searingpressure and pain of her tits against the bed. Shestretched her legs and gasped at the stinging of herthighs. Trying desperately to take a quiet deep breath, sheregretted any attempt at movement, however stiff herbody might have been. Every nerve was suddenly. “Ginny, honey, are you okay? You were covered semen.”“Go away!” I hissed, the shower spray getting colder and colder as the hot water heater failed. Goosebumps burst out across my skin. “I’m fine.”“You’re not fine, honey,” she said. “Please, you can talk to me. Did something go wrong in the Program?”A bitter laugh burst from my throat. “Oh, no, the Program worked perfectly! I explored my sexuality. I’m such a slut! Did you see how much cum was covering me?”“I did...” She sounded disgusted, too..