Without saying a word, we lock eyes and I get the approval from you to continue my journey. You say you haven't been taken this way in a long time a...d have never experienced this to be pleasurable, but I have good intentions, making sure you see and feel every aspect of what is about to come. I break our eye contact to move lower, now in between your slightly parted legs. You are hesitant to let me in, yet are not resisting very hard. I run my hands up and down your soft legs letting you. “Well, that’s one return of the first thank you.”My heart began to hammer and the response between my legs wasn’t too far behind either.“Gee,” I muttered, trying to imitate a kid’s excitement. “You mean you would let me do that?”“Depends on the other returnable thank you,” she said.“I’ll let you know about it in good time, okay?” I said, somewhat confidently, now that the ice had been broken.She looked away from me and out of the window. There were hardly any streetlights outside and it was. The plastic cover was cold on the opening of her back as she lay still. Sandra watched the man push his fingers gently into her stomach in various places, asking her if it hurt. Then he used his stethoscope and listened to her breathing, she sucked in air deeply while he moved the cold metal around the outside of her gown. He asked her to open the top of her paper gown to her navel, again he listened around her chest, his eyes distant while he listened to her. Finally it was over and she. But Sandra’s job was over in Shreveport, Louisiana. Mine was painting with a local painter and he’s a chapter in itself but anyway. The transition went fairly well but money got tight and an argument come between Sandra and I so I decided to leave. But Sandra was physically trying to make me stay. She called the police and they came driving into the trailer park as Numchucks and I got to the road. They saw me and Chuck’s so I dove into the woods. I look back now and wonder why I ran other than.