I don't want to loose you again." Thank you, Henry. That was the sweetest thing anybody has ever said to me. I want to show you the galley. It is the ...irst thing I got working after the shields."It looked like a modern kitchen, in a large prosperous restaurant. Pots hung from a rack suspended by tractors. Three large stoves could feed hundreds. A freezer hung empty, while a stasis chamber held the same. A refrigerator seemed superfluous, but it came in handy for food served cold. Large ceramic. He was a sexist jerk, but even that I found exciting - to be treated like a woman at long last.I giggled with the other girls in the restroom trashing men, dissecting men. It was great."Joe is so proud of his pathetic little peter it's all I can do not to laugh in his face!" said my coworker, Sally.I found myself getting wet checking out a cute guy I saw in the hall. It made me feel so wonderful! Jennifer - I mean Bill, came by and took me to lunch. He was finding it great being me - lots of. I already felt alittle opened up from playing with my ass earlier and although sore, I was super turned on again and wanted to please him. My finger found the ridge just inside and massaged it. I moved my lubed finger in and out of my hole and soon tried another finger. Now, with two fingers deep in my ass, pre cum began to ooze from my tip again, making my legs wet and sticky. My phone buzzed.The message read, “look in my night stand” I already had andI think I know what he wanted to see. I. So I got a book for me and four for Patrick -- though I wouldn't give them to him until we were about to leave for Queensland. Weena would probably read the Lette, too.When I got home I found that Sarah's teeth had come through, that Weena was already "getting ready" for our trip, and that Patrick had finished "How Fear Came" and was beginning "Tiger! Tiger!" He was on his stomach on the carpet. I asked him whether his Grandmother was okay."I guess so," he said and went back to Kipling.I gave.