For herself, though, she could not sleep; the spectre of her nightmare still hung over her. Why should she keep having this dream?It was May; she and ...avid had been together for just over eight months. Once they got their differences worked out and started to realize—finally, finally—how to deal with each other, everything had fallen into place. David was her heart, her soul, her other half; she could ask for nothing more than what he gave her: his support, his love, his presence, his care.In. Pobrecilla.?Entonces... ?crees que es... como nosotras? Es decir...??Que antes era hombre?Asent? con la cabeza.?Ya te lo he dicho esta ma?ana. Aqu? todas las pacientes, todas, hansido antes hombres. Y, por lo que s? hasta ahora, Laura, todas lasmujeres que trabajan aqu? tambi?n lo han sido.?Pero... ?completas?Me mir? de arriba a abajo como tratando de averiguar qu? se escond?a enmi entrepierna. Eso me produjo una sensaci?n desagradable y me remov?inquieta.?Hasta donde yo s?, ninguna lo es. Pero. Patty had left an extra towel on the bed for us to wipe up along the way and I took a deep breath before opening the seal on the lube and squirting some on her pucker.She jumped a little, feeling how cold it was, but was wriggling pleasantly a moment later when I had my index finger between her cheeks, massaging the slippery liquid over her tight ass.“Holy shit!” I said softly. “This stuff is so slippery!”Becky nodded. “I can feel it,” she said and reached back with both hands to pull her ass. “And we have to step in rig!” Doris enjoined.The Memo stipulated that all sailors had to proceed ashore in uniform.“Oh for fuck sake girls; we haven’t had a nature run in drag since Pink Pussycats,” Michele chided.A nature run was Pussers slang for a run ashore where sailors maintained their decorum.“What if I step on arrival in rig and check it out. If I can find somewhere decent we’ll have a girls night out just like at Pink Pussycats?” Michele implored.“Wouldn’t it be good to go out together.