My fucking dick was gone!All that was left was a wet slit. What the fuck did Dr. Mayweather do?That bitch was going to get it.I put on some clothes an... rushed over to the clinic. There I found Dr.Mayweather and I almost punched her but security grabbed me and sat medown in the chair in her office. I was held down and I could not lashout at the woman that had stolen my manhood. I was furious. Dr.Mayweather knew this and she proceeded to smile. "You realize you werethe one that signed up for this. ." Absolutely not!" I exclaimed. "This is wonderful. But how could you possibly have had the time to do all this? By the way, how did you get it into my room?" I am ship's crew," she said as she approached. "I can go anywhere I need to to service a passenger. I must admit I did not cook the meal. I can cook but I did not have the time tonight. I hope it will be satisfactory." Sumalee," I answered truthfully, "as long as you are with me looking like this, I could be eating sand and think it's. It was too warm to wear panties. The church ladies had stared at her.But it was so hot in the sanctuary; a line of perspiration gathered at the base of her neck, under her short red hair, and ran, tickling, down her spine.She hadn't taken her eyes off the priest throughout the mass, in case intense concentration would speed the delivery of God from his words into her soul. He preached to her, in English and the heady tones of Latin, pouring the word of God over her like warm, thick oil.She. Anyway I thought maybe when I get home, tomorrow after work wecould go looking at cars. You really should have your own you know." Oh thank you Mom, I mean I like doing house work. It kind of umm helpsme focus."After hanging up Joann thought, "Why didn't I say anything? Tell him it'sok and we'll talk about it, just the two of us." She has to know," Natalie thought. "There's no way she couldn't, thatconversation was just a dance around the subject."He jumped when the phone rang again."H, Hello.".