Shanta sat on the sofa and bryan stood before her. I walked up behind the boy and put my hand into his shorts, fondling his dick and asked shanta if s...e would like to get fucked. She asked us what we were waiting for. So i slipped off bryan’s shorts and showed her his semi-flaccid dick. Gently i pulled back his foreskin and showed the purple head of his cock to the maid. She took his dick in her hand and massaged his balls. I took off the boys t shirt and left him stark naked in just his. Horrible pictures of me, naked and surrounded by so many semi-naked men, sucking cocks, and getting fucked.I opened the second email and it was more of the same. I suppose he’s just taunting me. Or he’s reminding me I’m not a woman anymore. I’m just a cunt now.I somehow got through another evening with Jay without breaking down. I was so exhausted that I was almost asleep before my head hit the pillow. This time I got a full night’s sleep despite the upheaval in my life.I saw Jay off to work. Prescribed medications were limited because this man was taking a blood thinner medicine which put the emphasis on physical therapy to treat this man’s condition.“He was a nice gentleman who followed my instructions on what I said he needed to do. He wanted to exceed what I was telling him to do but I told him take it easy and not to push it. I have it scheduled for him to have a session with me every day. I told him that both of us will work for him to achieve his goal. He gave me a nice smile. Then you'll know how the males use those big mandibles."I showed the film, answered a few questions and took them to lunch. One of the boys put his hands on his cheeks and poked one of the others. I ignored it.I sat with Angela who asked why I wasn't my "ebullient" self. I told her."Oh, don't worry!" she said. "A laparoscopy's about as safe as a tonsillectomy these days." Really?" Really. They may not even keep her overnight."When I got home, Martha was there. Patrick was napping. "Gordy, can I.