She then quickly got out of her dress but still foundJohn to be flaccid."You could have helped with that bottle," John excused himself.Ann ignored him...and took hold of his cock. She rubbed the head andbegan to stroke him. John moaned as Ann got his cock long and hard.She then went down on his cock but discovered resistance. She was tootight and not lubricated enough."Damn it," she said frustrated.John realized her distress and switched positions with her. "You're tootense," he said. Ann. It was quite an impressive selection!"Hey, Pete!" Mark said as the owner and main artist came up front from a small room behind an old white curtain. "Big Pete" was aptly named; he was a mountain of a man! Standing six and a half feet tall and weighing in at over three hundred pounds he looked like he could take on any NFL linebacker and most probably win! Dressed in his biker leather with a scraggly beard, he looked like his middle name was trouble."Hi Mark, how are things?" he said. He. Ever since starting my transition six months earlier as a sissy, I hadbeen obsessed with ridding myself of the unsightly presence between mylegs. My male organs grossly disgusted me. Wearing hard gaffs toflatten my pubic area did no good. No matter how expensive or tightthey were, the presence of my male shame could still be detected.Hence, the news of the possibility of an orchiectomy was a much welcomerelief. But there was another reason why, upon diagnosis, I had decidedto schedule surgery. " All right, Haley, I'll give you a ride, but are you sure you don'twant to wait till dark? It's a bit of walk to the car, and it's kind ofwindy. You know bare legs and a loose skirt are not the bestcombination in November." It was not the chill that gave Hal pause to think. Heather lived in atwo story condo on a crowded street. He figured that he would be betteroff going out at night. "You know what, Heather; I think I'll stay theday," Hal said. "That's great, Haley!" Stop calling me that!".