He exploded very quickly.She lay upon him breathing deeply. She murmured, “On a scale of one to ten; that was a ten!”John whispered, “After all ...hat work, I’m ready to roll over and sleep.”She laughed and argued, “That’s not the idea. You’re supposed to be energized.”His stomach growled. He laughed aloud and then said, “Who said romance is alive! Here I am, resting in the arms of the woman I love, and all my stomach can think of is food.”“I heard that the way to a man’s heart is through his. When not in school I will only wear my sissy clothes.-I will only wear male clothing at school.I am to keep my legs and the rest of my body clean shaven at all times.I am to wear a camisole and panties at all times, unless givenpermission otherwise.My nails, hair and make-up must be done perfectly.I must not have any runs in my pantyhose, tights or stockings.The seems on all my stockings must straight.My uniforms must be clean and wrinkle free at all times.I will only wear 4 inch heels. My stomach flipped and tingles seemed to follow his fingers down my arm. Oh boy.Nat finally seemed to realize that I was staring at him. His eyes cleared and he smiled."So, what do you think about dinner? I'd be happy to run pick something up so that you can stay off of your ankle."I tried joking in order to get my mind off of what Nat's touch was doing to my body. "Ah, I've always wanted a manservant." Manservant? And here I thought I was just being a nice guy by getting an ice pack. Ah, to be. Only now it was arequirement, as Kyle would not ever again be able to just whip it outand go. As there was nothing to 'whip out' anymore. The thug watchedhim 'go', and then directed Kyle to wipe front to back with some toiletpaper. That was now a requirement too.Kyle grew well quick, worked his way up the sizes in stents, and wentfor longer and longer walks on the treadmill as well as getting hisflexibility back. After maybe 45 days of healing he was back to thefull exercises, and was able.