Whyhaven't you got an Apache? Ungrateful bastard.No nipping behind a hedge for a pee now. Well, I suppose I could - inextremis. I have to queue outsid... the ladies" portaloos. Inside, withtrousers around my ankles I have a wow moment examining the mostfundamental change to my body. Reproduction-wise it's all neatlytucked away inside, rather than dangling and vulnerable. My brand newlips are rosy pink, tidy and surrounded by luxurious ginger curls. Imay have to have the lady garden tidied at. She said her name was Ashley and wanted to sit next to me to have a chat. I didn't hesitate in helping her spread the towel out next to mine. She looked fantastic in her black bikini, which was barely covering her nipples. Her breasts were like an orange and her nipples were like an ice cube stuck on top. She was absolutely a 10 if ever I had seen one.We started making conversation and soon I was lost in her body, I really wasn't listening at all. I was only thinking of that body and how to. .I shook my head as I looked at thesweet, innocent looking petite blonde with a pixie cut sitting in frontof me."Please, Miss, uh--" Dawn. Always call me Dawn. Terri, let me just ask you one question. Thisis your total and complete job interview." I saw her swallow hard and nodgravely. "Are you ready to get your shit together? Yes or no?" Oh, yes!" she cried. "I promise you, I am!"Four months later, I sat in the Courtroom and cried as I watched thejudge give Terri back custody of her children,. My shirt half unbuttoned. I grabbed his hair and started to push him down. As he went down deep it felt like a cock was entering me. I started to force his pace. He gagged and I apologised. But I desperately wanted more. I stared him down just as I did in the amphitheatre. He took the hint and started again. It was sweet. I smirked as I unbuttoned the rest of my shirt. I threw it to the washing pile. My breasts fell out as I unhooked my bra. It followed my shirt to the pile. I stroked his hair.