"Eddie, you have some changes coming your way. I personally will handle your conversion the rest of the way. Your wife... well, I won't spoil the surp...ises. But your wife will be too busy with her own new life to worry about what's becoming of the 'man' she married."The key, you see, for both of you, is for you both to learn that your bodies are not your own. Eddie, your focus is to learn that it's all about The Cock. You are going to learn to understand that, and learn your role in this new. .Lux." Come have a seat," she said, patting the cushion next to her. I complied."So," I said to break the ice, "How's the story coming?" Eh," she shrugged, "Not as good as yours. I'm curious...are they true stories?" Not really," I answered. "I guess you could say some of them are 'inspired' by real events, but most of it is made up." Oh," she said, slightly disappointed. "Well, you should try some of them sometime. They seem like a lot of fun." Yeah, I'd like to. But, you know, you gotta find. Shetold him she needed another day to work up her courage before she could gettotally naked in public. He reminded her that the bikini she was wearing onlycovered a few square inches of skin. True enough, she agreed; but those fewinches made all the difference to a girl. She promised him with a kiss, however,that tomorrow (with a deal of fortification from the bar) she would returnwith him and strip to the buff. ?You're my witness,? he said to the policeman. ?Youheard her promise!? The man. She had begun to cry again, new tears following the dark mascara trails from earlier.Eventually, her frantic jerking subsided as the initial fire of the clips turned to a low, ember like burn. Irina removed the gag. ?The names.? Stacey paused, gasping. ?Speak.? ?I-I-I?please?? In went the gag. Irina turned to her case, debating her next action. Her subject had reached the sufficient levels of pain to be introduced to pleasure. Pleasure was something usually reserved for.