At first, the smell was pretty bad and I was the butt of a lot of Carlos's jokes. Kelli had me use her perfume to scent the panties I now wore all the...time and that helped. Eventually, though, the flesh dried up and no longer smelled and sort of began flaking away. One night I took off my panties and found the remains of what used to be my scrotum and testicles at the bottom. I'd had a while to get used to the idea of being a feminized eunuch by then. I felt a little down, but what was done was. And it shows in their demeanor. I've told you about how happy and loving my concubines are.No Violet. I want to write to Will.Well, I know I'm no Civil Service occifer, (sorry, lame joke used by third company tankers. Except for Major Fabio and Colonel Frost, we don't have much respect for the officers on Wadi. A bunch of fobbits and REMFs.) Violet, I know I'm just talking. I wanted to try out that knew voice to e-mail technology. It should be a faster way to write this and I'll have more time. Our gazes are locked on one another. My eyes fall to your crotch and I smile, you are excited already. Mmm. I watch you as I bring my hands to my chest, my fingers pausing to pinch my already erect nipples through the fabric of my bra.Your breath quickens, your excitement becomes more evident. "Touch yourself for me," your command makes me tingle with excitement. I slide my hands up along my stockings, under my skirt. I spread my thighs and brush my fingertips over my panties. My free hand. Nothing special, to be expected. A lanky, almost gangly teen stared back at me, his longish dirty blond hair flopped over his head, just enough that you couldn’t see his piercing green eyes, something I was told once was my best feature. Mind you, my grandma told me that, so I wasn’t exactly going to call that the popular vote quite yet. I grimaced slightly at the state of my hair and what I saw as a skinny, unattractive body. The baggy shirt I had randomly picked helped a bit, I reasoned to.