She didn’t want to feel the pleasure that was building inside of her. She felt intense shame for feeling good when this was nothing but rape. But no...hing she said mattered as the machine started to simulate human orgasm. It started to grunt and moan, much like a human male would when reaching that pinnacle. That seemed to arouse her body even more, her primal instincts taking over. Unknown to her, it was all an act. Or more to the point, the Terminator programmed to simulate male sexual. On our way to the salon Miss Penny ostentatiously had given my shoppingbag to a homeless shelter. It was her way of driving home the point thatI was a girl for good now as our session continued. We finished up ourtransformative part of the day at the beauty parlor where I received afull makeover including a complex hairstyle requiring many bobby pins tokeep it in place.Prior to my trip out to see Miss Penny I had undergone a fewpretreatments as well. I'd had my hair colored, nothing crazy,. She suddenly goes shy and insists that George not look. I gesture to George to turn is head away and seeing that Henrietta is studying the baby doll I wink at him. He grins and turns away dutifully. I help Henrietta to strip off and then help her on with her baby doll and the thong. I try not to make it to obvious that I am checking George but he has watched most of the time. When she climbs back into bed, she momentarily uncovers George and I can see that he is getting hard. I strip off and. As they had dressed I realized that there was no way I could hide what kind of girl I am, so I decided to just tell them. When I stopped Kelly from trying to explain, I said, bluntly I guess, "I'm not a girl and don't care what you two do." "What!" "I said, I'm not a girl and don't care." We all stared at one another for a moment, the silence pregnant with anticipation, then Jill started laughing. "Janet is right! This is going to work out just fine!" "Come and sit down and lets get.