Aspa handed the phone back to Ellie who pleaded down the line for help. Cleo pretended to be defensive and unsure."Well I'm not at all sure I can help...you just yet. The treatment is still in its research stage, and- and the initial techniques for administering the drugs are possibly unacceptable to your western ways. It's a very unusual technique, not at all like normal western medical practice. It's a very native and primitive procedure. I learnt about it from the Amazonian indigenous. A moment more, my mind screamed. My hands found his hair and they tangled themselves into it's thickness. He moved to the other breast, the one he held high. When the contrast of his hot mouth found the nipple that had been exposed to the cold A/C my hips actually jerked upwards thrusting against his groin. I could feel his hard cock through both of our demin. It would be so easy to..."Earl." I pushed his head back hard now, pulling at his hair. "Earl stop." I said firmer.His head left my. Except to me of course.It was both comfortable and comforting. The back strap and the shoulderstraps gripped gently but insistently. The almost flat cups kept mynipples and the area around them warm, especially in cool weather. Butit was also symbolic, of course. I wasn't trying to pretend that I hada bust. Wearing a bra didn't make me female. But it showed that Iwasn't a real male either.She smiled sweetly. "And your jeans, dear," she said. As soon as I tookmy shoes off she would have noticed. As the main course arrived, the General signalled to one of the four uniformed guards by the door, and said, "My companion wishes to withdraw to her bedroom, and to stay there until I return. She may wish to amuse you in the meantime."Polly looked horror-stricken as she was led away to what was certain to be a difficult and possibly painful sexual experience, whether she wanted it or not. She felt like crying or screaming at the General who had first picked her up to be, as he put it, "My.