"Um," Susan started to say something, but she didn't know what to say."I ... I guess so," she said. Tears were forming in the corners of hereyes."You...haven't lost her, you know," the old woman said. "You're always hermommy, and always will be. She loves you."Susan bit her lip, trying to hide her angst. "But ...."The old woman shook her head. "But nothing. She needs a father. Everychild has more than enough love for two parents. Just because Joel canspend time with her doesn't mean that. As much as I'd tried to do to make things better at the reservation, practically ever since I first laid eyes on Miguelito, he goes and makes fun of me any way. I pulled out my pistol and fired three feet over his head into the ranch house wall. He ducked pretty damn quick for an old man, but was yelling at me the whole time he was heading for cover. "Boy have you gone loco? What the hell was that for?" I had already re holstered my pistol."Those damn horseflies. I didn't want it to get at your. The problem was purely the body itself." "Did it feel too artificial? Was there any disorientation or synaesthesia?" "No, it was all very real. The problem was that I just wasn't ready for the experience of being a woman. I suppose I'd been a bit stupid. I deliberately chose a model I thought was extremely sexy and feminine. You know the one - kind of like a pneumatic Barbie doll. She had stupidly large breasts and everything wiggled whenever I moved. It just felt so wrong walking. Kitty's sock-clad foot began to slide lightly down his chest, brushing over his nipples, across his belly button and along the thin line of hair that led inevitably to his inflating penis. She allowed her toes to caress along the top of his cock where it met his body and heard him inhale, then trailed her foot along the inside of his thigh down to his knee. Kitty changed feet and caressed up the inside of his other thigh, her toes making small, tickling circles as she went. She let the very.