Next I cut off the mid limbs and used grav lifts to move them to be stripped of secondary limbs in a auto lumber factory.The lower level limbs were la...t to be cut off. Those were huge and had very large secondary limbs and anchor roots. Those went into drying piles like old fashion trees on earth. The last thing I did was cut the tree down and lower it using multiple grav lifts. The trees varied from four and a half to six hundred meters, the thickest was over eighty meters across.What I got. Not one scene comes back. Frustrated, you stop masturbating. You sit there in quiet for a time, upset with yourself for not being able to remember, not being able to release. There's a soft knock on the front door and hear a faint voice from a man saying "Hey bro, you around?" So you go open the door to see your neighbor. "Hey man, how are you? Do you need anything?" "Yes, I came to borrow your grill, remember? Have a BBQ today, and I had asked you a time back if I could borrow yours." "You're. ..what are we doing here!?" Dale whispered yet again."Don't be silly darling. This is a brassiere fitting. You are in thefitting room of a dress shop and are about to be fitted for a brassiere! Isn't that exciting?" Mrs. Foster said with a giggle. "There isn't anyswelling silly. Since you came to work at the house I started puttingfemale hormones in your food! I'm turning you into a girl! "I haven't mentioned this to Mr. Foster but as soon as I heard I couldkeep you on at the farm even. “I’ve heard that Italian boys sometimes like to play together, and with their Uncles. Is that true?” she asked, looking him directly in the eyes as he stood in front of us.“Um……yes….with our cousins sometimes….and….” his voice went quiet.“I’d like to see that one day…” Lisa replied.She lifted her hand and took hold of his firm cock and for a moment she slowly rubbed us both. We looked at each other and at her. We both smiled. Lisa let go of my cock and picked up the full glass of wine. Instead.