..)suddenly you look to the voice and hand that grips you, only to see the mean face of the man who gave you a shot just moments ago in your new docto...'s office(who WAS that nurse at your regular OB/GYN's office?)...the mean faced hard, wiry man calls out to the shapes "All you loyal men will see that she is healthy... young enuff... and in less than a month's time fertile... we checked her records well... and rest assured she is highly sexually responsive, notice the responsiveness"...you try. But we'll get to that later.Under my bed, I had my secret bag with all the items I "borrowed" from family members, I would even have a nighttime outfit to sleep with and change really quickly early in the morning while everyone's still sleeping.Just when I thought that crossdressing was enough, another demon revealed itself to me in the form of an extra friendly classmate. It was in history class, our last period of the day. I was sitting next to a friend that we'll call John, this person was. "A few clothes and a lot of whisky," the girl said. "It's down in the cellar." That's got some value," I said."I know," said the woman, "and it's about all we've got."So I put my horse in their harness. She did not like it much but she did it, with some ears twitching and hoof stomping, after I gave her some oats I found in the shed. Then we brought up the jugs of whisky, two gallon stoneware ones. They had more than a hundred gallons of hooch, a small fortune in those days.We loaded into their. A man stood up, claiming his keys - or claiming my wife would be more accurate. For whatever reason, I was slightly relieved at the sight of him. He was shorter than me - probably 5’10” or so - and had a hint of a belly that suggested he wasn't in as good of shape as me either. Some of the other guys in attendance would have made me a bit worried she would enjoy it too much - tall, handsome guys who looked like they probably split time between managing hedge funds and doing cross fit - you know.