I will decide. Are youready for me to call the nurse or do we have a legaldiscussion regarding your contract. I assume you’ve readthe penalty cl...uses? You will never play tennisprofessionally again.”My head reeled. Penalty clauses, chastity tube? This wasthe most crazy and frightening thing I had ever heard.This woman was going to control my sexuality and I couldnot allow it! A small voice in my head pointed out shehad the contract, I could not afford legal action andthis was my. I took the engorged flesh in my long-fingered fist with no regard for the customary 'hands-off" technique. It was hot, vibrant, a spear of life thrust forward to anchor its owner to the world. I dabbed at it perfunctorily with the sponge, then went for the baby oil. I smeared it all over His Manhood, dizzy as blood rushed out of my head and into my own genitals. I felt so hot, so good, and the fear of discovery or of my own perversion was drowned out by the crashing waves of my own. It's..." she started to cry. "It's like we woke up in that alley this morning, in Hell, and an angel came to take us to Heaven. Thank you..."She continued crying. Timmy hugged her from the back, and Judy slowly joined the family hug. When I saw Teri watching me to see how I would react, I joined the group hug, and let them all cry, again.Eventually we all moved to the sofa, and the children arranged themselves around us. Teri held on for dear life, reluctant to let go, apparently. Judy didn't. I grabbed my temple, groaning.At the same time, my sister said, “To force me to tell all my secrets that I've been hiding from you.”I blinked at that. What was going on here? Bracing myself against the sensations assaulting my thoughts, I asked, “If you don't want me to know about your secrets, why did you just answer the question that way?”“Because I want you to know,” she said, her face going beat red, her eyes wild. She waved her arms, fighting to hold her balance. “I'm just too embarrassed.