It split her heart one sun dawn when upon arriving into her office, she found Claire plummeted in a chair facing the table while crying to herself in ...ilence. Same as the documents cluttered everywhere on the floor, her snow white hair was littered in disarray. Something bad must have surely happened. Mila felt so. What could it precisely be in any case?"Claire?" In an apprehensive voice, Mila called out. "What happened to you?" Conflicting thoughts were already starting to flow into her mind.. Wed talked more now that Mr. Font was tutoring us at her house twice the last few weeks, until she had gotten sick all last week that is. Hey Becky, I tried to say in a friendly fashion. Whats wrong? Still not feeling well? Then I sat down next to her to talk. Oh, Hi Lisa. Yea, I guess. She said holding her stomach. Hey, if you need help I think the nurse is still in for after school activities. I can walk you over there? She smiled but said, No, Im fine. It must have showed on my face that I. My ass. My poor, aching ass." I'm sorry, baby. I can't help it. I've been feeling so horny and aggressive since the surgeon remodeled me and adjusted my hormones. Just visualizing your bare butt and thinking of the things I can do with it makes me wet. It gives me such a rush of pure, naked power and sends shivers racing up and down my spine. Visualizing my shiny new BioCock slowly pushing into you, disappearing an inch at a time into your hole, reaming and stretching it... and all the while. " "It feels sogood when a man touches my breasts." All the while images of handsomemen flickered across the screen......Dr. Morgan showed pictures of happy couples walking in parks, holdinghands and kissing. At these times, the recitations were more on anemotional level. "I want a man to tell me he loves me." "I want to bemarried to a man." "I need a man to make me feel complete."The recitations became more rhythmic as the hours went on. Dr. Morgannoticed that the shuddering and.