Chastityexpressed milk in the shower. Her breast hurt.Whitish yellowish nasty milk came out. Then it felt better.At the juice bar, Chastity asked for ...ot water. She made camomile teaand pulled a pill from her purse."What's that?" Joi asked."Mother's Miracle," Chastity said. "The woman down at Sidewalk Chakrasaid it will help. That and the hair rinse." Can I have one?"Chastity squeezed water from the used tea bag. She tucked it in herbra between the nursing pad and her nipple. "Do you need. Immediately after mycastration I felt the loss of my love. The priestess had chosen her fromthe village for sacrifice to Diana, but she had not known of the lovebetween us. It had been a gross error on her part and she blamed herselffor what happened as much as she blamed me, but it seemed to me thatonly I had paid the price. Now that my manhood had been annulled amillion dreams seeped away with it. Though I had gone to work for thehigh druid priestess, I had always seen my future as a domestic. "The videotape had revealed what I was trying to conceal that morning. Most of the seventy or so women knew that under the perm, the curls, the makeup, and the clothing I was a male. Oddly enough this did little to change their rapt attention during the first demonstration. Sharon sprayed my hair with a lotion then combed the lotion through. She then started to roll my hair with Velcro rollers. By now this had little effect on me. In fact most of the women in the audience were watching the. She fought to control her mounting fear. Then the frightened young wife shrank back instinctively as her husband's hands began to roughly roam over her quivering body, pulling up the edges of her nightgown to reveal her panty-clad hips."No, Bob, no ..." she began piteously, desperately trying to squirm away."Shut up and be still," Bob snarled angrily, and something in his tone made her heart freeze. She had never seen her husband in quite this state before and didn't know what he might be.