It was six or seven months from the time I found out what had been done to him and when I saw him again. I went into a real tailspin. I, well, I tried...to kill myself because of how I treated him."Only a few people in the room gasped."You have to understand," Tara said. "The things they said about Jordan couldn't possibly have been true. I was with him every day. I knew him better than anyone. Instead of standing up for him, I let them do it." What did they do?" Tia asked, unwilling to wait. Before George let me into his car, he tilted my chin up toward his face, smiled, and looked directly into my eyes. “You look stunning, especially with that finishing glowing touch she put on you,” he said as he gave the vibrator a quick buzz. I shifted my hips and legs. He gave me a warning that any tell-tale signs of him playing with his remote control toy would be rectified with a spanking. We had dinner at new world cuisine-inspired restaurant that recently opened and was getting a lot of. Well, I say a dress, but I could never wear it in public. It’s far too short, and the black fabric thin enough to be transparent. I also treat myself to a new dildo. It, too, is black. It’s very long and thicker than anything I have at home. I don’t actually know if I’ll be able to handle it, but I’m determined to try.Well, I did tell you I’m excited by size. I think most women are. I mean, I don’t mean to be brutal about this, but I’ve never heard of any woman who fantasized about a small. Reba hadn’t accompanied him to the clinic. She just shrilly demanded that he get it fixed. So, Sam went alone and was given the obligatory cup and stack of pornographic magazines and movies. None of it did a thing for him. He’d barely gotten hard and ended up napping in the room.Sam awoke to a delightful sensation. A tall slender blonde was gently stroking and licking him. This had to be a dream, but the sensations brought him fully awake.“What are you doing? Who are you?” he croaked. There was.