Her tits were pale white against her tan skin, the nipples erect and pointy. I knew that beneath her panties, she had a totally smooth pussy, the lips...swollen and wet with anticipation of working on the young male. She had all of her pubic hair removed by laser, so it's forever smooth as a little girl.I wore a white lab coat over a pair of khakis and a dress shirt, no tie. I had silk boxers on beneath the loose fitting khakis; my cock was stirring at the sight of my patient and his attractive. It was almost the first sign of a sense of humor that I'd seen from her. I always preferred being around people with a sense of humor."Is there anything else that you need me to do for you Diane? My job isn't finished until I get you back to being happy again." What about Leon? Can you do something about him? It doesn't seem fair that he can get through all of this without suffering in any way. How could he be like that? I wonder if he even loved me at all before he met that other girl. That's. If I stayed and had the baby everyone would know about it. I would be branded an unwed mother, and worse. If I took Grant’s money, went off somewhere and gave the baby up for adoption, I’d have to be gone for a few months, then come back home. Everyone would know anyway. They’d think I had gotten myself pregnant and gotten rid of the baby. That’s just the way it is in a small town. As time moved on I started getting bigger. My clothes were getting tighter. I knew I had to make a decision, and. Her tight bodice accentuated her chest. A black skirt flowed from her waist into whispy tatters below her knees. Leather straps criss crossed over her feet and up her shins.Wings. She had a pair of oily, dark, bat-like wings coming from her back.I wished to run. My mind told me to do so, to flee from something so unnatural and terrible. Yet my body would not obey. Bristol jumped back in fright."No! What the fuck this isn't..." Bristol shouted.A sister grabbed her and covered her mouth. Bristol.