The nurse made the incisionand retracted the flaps that used to be the scrotum of my hubby, layingopen the sack where his little nuts were still cozil... nestled. Someonethoughtfully held Steffie's head up so he could see the moment heofficially lost his manhood, but the big sissy squeezed his eyes shutand shook his head wildly from side-to-side as if trying to wake up froma bad dream. He was bawling and begging and crying for help. One ofNikos's friends offered to gag Steffie but Nikos thought. Dave asked, “Where did you grow up?”Celeste beamed, “In Morgan, Iowa. It’s a very small town just over the border from Minnesota and about two-hundred miles from Minneapolis. Life was pretty simple there, and, to my way of thinking, boring. I went to a regional high school, and as soon as I graduated about eight years ago, I left town. Oh, I’ve been back many times to visit, of course, but I just never want to live there again.”“Why did you come to Sarasota?”“Oh, I kind of followed my last job.. I laid her on my bed on her side and slid my hand down to her belt line. I gently traced the tip of my fingers just under her belt line, from hip to hip, her hips writhed, aching for my touch. I undid her pants button and slid my hand under and began to slowly rub her clit in small circles while still kissing her and moaning. I slid a finger inside her, she was already very wet. It just made my cock throb even harder. I wanted to be inside her so bad, but I wanted to taste her first. I kissed. In years past, she might have gone to the festival. Her father might have escorted her, or she and Rob and Enrique could have gone together. Dancing, laughing, eating too many spicy delicacies, coming home late and pleasantly weary. Not so this year … this summer. She remained a veritable prisoner in the house, but that was just as well, for she couldn’t bear to show herself in public. They would know. She was sure of it. Anyone looking on her would see and know the shame written in large.