‘Hey Sara’ I said. ‘Hi Jack, what can I do for you?’ she asked. ‘Well its lunchtime and I’m almost at your door. Would you like to take a ...reak and let me take you out to lunch?’ I said. ‘Sure, Maria can run the shop. This is nice I usually don’t go out to lunch, but why don’t you ask Peggy too?’ she said. ‘I did try but she’s in a meeting with one of the vice-presidents I was told . . . so I thought of you. I’ll be at your shop in five minutes and then we’ll go have lunch, talk to you in a few. You know I've been glued and totally open to the shemale idea since my adventure with my Mom (now 74 but still has the biggest dick I've ever seen. She lives with her totally bottom (unknown to others) toyboy aged 41 now.Dr Ching had suggested to do a testicular transplant procedure from myself to Salmah to enhance her male virility to which both of us agreed. I was a bit skeptical to this idea at first since my cock had been functioning in only 20-30% of its capability for the past 2-3 years. Man, Alice is a tigress. She needs a grown man in her life.She finally released me to her daughter, as I took my clothes into my room, where we slept together cuddling close.Sunday morning, my mother shook me awake, with Jenn’s head on my chest.“Hey Mom, just get home?” I asked opening my eyes.“Yes, I did honey. How are you?”“As you can see, I have got my girl in my arms, right where I need her to be. We all stayed up late. Go to bed!”“I already checked in with Alice this morning. It appears. The chanting and the drums were intoxicating. The power she felt was unimaginably sating. The boy was carried to the altar. The emotions of the people washed through her and she radiated it back to them. She crossed over the fire pit on the narrow stone walk. The intense heat from the coals blistered the skin on her feet and legs and set her ceremonial gown on fire. It was much hotter than had been explained to her. She saw the old medicine man grin and raided his mind. He expected her, his.