” I moaned and he continued stroking my manhood as he ground his own against my backside. I widened my stance, giving him space to run his now-steel... shaft along my sensitive and inviting crack.With his free hand, he began to lube up his shaft with a body wash we both had found tolerable to use when our showers turned amorous. He applied the same around my entrance, taking care not to push his fingers inside of me. We had been together long enough that we had learned how to make his initial. "Well, Gloria, is he ready?"Gloria nodded. "Last sample was pure seminal fluid, no spermat all. He is effectively neutered. His physical changeshave been remarkable, too. He is almost four inches shorterand twenty pounds lighter than he was at the beginning of thetreatment. It is a good thing that Evans wore her ownelevated shoes from the start or he'd have caught on too soon. But to answer your question, Captain, he is ready. We cangive him the final treatment at any time."The Captain. .. well, we just didn't mix very well! I wasn't a great hit at any of the dinner parties June was invited to either. Basically because I'm a little too outspoken about my views on ... just about anything really. I'm a spade is a spade, type person and there's no two ways about it!Even when I was at school 'diplomat' could never have been included in a list of my possible career choices!Although a royalist, I hold a rather dim view of most of the idiots who habitually frequent the Houses of. I never found out what drugs Ben and his goons were on, but they sure were on something. I don't think it was dope... dope's supposed to make you mellow, isn't it??... those guys were the exact opposite of mellow.Ben picked a table he wanted and led the charge towards it. Most of the occupants of the table figured out the score and cleared off in a hurry. I say most because two people at the table didn't get clued in fast enough. Stephen Jenkins and May Stennforth, two 9th graders, didn't.