I’d always told Katie everything, so this sudden revelation stung a bit. Obviously, the earlier beers had loosened her tongue. They’d loosened my ...uriosity too. “Yeah right. What sort of certain things? What kind of guy can’t keep up with a girl?”“I can’t get enough sex,” Katie said and I noticed for the first time that her face was bright red with embarrassment, even as drunk as she was. “I masturbate every day, sometimes twice. I always have, even if me and Steve had sex that day. I want to. They’ve made a change, and you are all on the golf team.”“Hold on, I have to play golf?” I asked.“Why? Is that a problem? I mean, your dad runs a golf course.”That made sense logically, but I didn’t play. In the past, I’d found it was too slow to hold my interest. I know that sounds dumb because I loved baseball and fishing. Somehow, I never caught the bug. My brother Greg, on the other hand, had taken my dad up on his offer to play golf when Dad had gotten the job at the country club.Greg. "I've had my concubines do some gender bending. Two are men but I've rendered them pseudo eunuchs."She explained that the men only looked castrated. I felt no testes, no scrotum on Vi. The structures had been moved into the lower abdomen, producing enough testosterone. Vi's small penis deflated like a punctured balloon when Tess gave a command and Vi's penis retracted sufficiently that it looked like a hood covering a large clitoris. Nude, there wasn't much difference between Vi and the two. ‘We were. Obviously Liam had other plans,’ she replied savagely. ‘One Gold-Mine scratch card please.’ Mrs Collins looked at Jenny closely before deciding that it would be wiser not to pursue the subject. She gave her a scratch card and picked up the proffered coin from the counter, grimacing in disgust when it stuck to her hand. Jenny stalked out of the shop without bothering to say ‘thanks’ and headed for the bench by the duck pond. Never had she felt as fucking miserable as she did at that.