Dad softened his voice, "What will you do if in two or three days, you're still a girl?"Winnie said, "I'm a little kid. Any time I think that far ahea..., it's all a daydream or nightmare." {She dealt with nightmares by telling them that's all they were, and trying not to think about them.}Dad put his hand on hers again, this time to keep her from filling her mouth, "Tell me, right now, off the top of your head, what will you do if you find you have to stay a girl?!"Winnie got that. Through fluttering eyelids I was surprised to find that it was Amy who was tenderly bathing my cock with a warm wash cloth - a naked Amy.“Hey there” I greeted her cheerfully. “Where’s James?”“Gone ... been gone a couple of hours now” she replied as she slowly caressed my long thick shaft.“I can’t believe that she had this monster up her ass” Amy commented, obviously referring to my session with Mala earlier in the morning.Monster was a word that most of my fuck buddies used to describe my cock.. . After a time, Tanner motioned for a slave called Nutmeg tocome over to him. Nutmeg, an Indian of repulsive growth had been kneeling inthe corner with a thick dildo up his ass, and Tanner made Nutmeg turn around,and Tanner pulled the shit-covered dildo out and walked over and shoved it inmy mouth. Now I am descended from the Mayflower and the idea ofsucking some Indian's shit off a dildo was almost more than I could stand, muchless doing this while simultaneously holding a candle in my ass. However I had prevailed and with judicious use of the plug to ensure her compliance she now functioned quite successfully in the menial role.There were a few exchanged words at the doorstep and Helena appeared in the room. "It's a gypsy pedlar, Sir," she said. "I have told her we're not interested but she insists she has to speak to the gentleman of the house. I'm sorry, Sir, I..." Good heavens!" I exclaimed. Behind Helena, a ragamuffin woman had appeared brandishing the most enormous knife..