I also took a good look at both of them. One guy was black the other was a red head. Both good looking. I am very much into black guys....I eventua...ly asked them to see if they could help me find the screw and they of course helped for a while. Then the black guy joked and said since they can't find the screw they could screw me back at his place. Well, I thought about it and thought about what my husband would say about me going to a strangers house...especially two guys alone to fuck. I. I ordered a fifth of whiskey and a glass and sat and drank. I had finished the first fifth and started on the second when two local officers came in the door. They checked out the bar and left so I figured they were just on their rounds. I was sitting at the table about half passed out when I realized there were three women standing at my table looking down at me. I looked up and there stood my girls, looking mad enough to beat the hell out of me if I was able to talk. Fortunately I was too. Fashioned with men in mind. Designed to take a living, hot,pulsating penis - not just plastic.That was all Nicky could offer me after the operation. I sat beside heras she regained consciousness. The moment that he eyes opened I couldsee the excitement in those eyes that I had fallen for."I am a woman, at last," she said. There were tears of joy in her eyes.I was crying too, but not for joy. I was thinking that she had takenfrom us "our penis" - the one we shared for pleasure. Now we have. Her.She was by far the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen. She was tall, especially with the thin, black heels under her feet. She had dark, sheer nylons that went up her thin legs and disappeared under a tight, black dress. Her gorgeous, long, chestnut hair shined, even in the shadow of my hallway.I sat up in the bed as she stood in the doorway."That's enough," she warned. "Don't move another inch."Her voice was more than enough to convince my body to remain still."Good, you have a metal.