Her eye wasn't open enough to see the iris.Then I saw Tracy strain a little to open her eyelid further and as the black center of her eye slid from be...ind the lid, she gasped. Tears welled up in her eye and then rivulets flowed down her face.That scared me. When she moaned and choked, "Oh, my God! "Oh my God!" I expected the worst. I hugged her tightly, figuring she couldn't see anything at all now.She started to gasp and sob even louder. "Oh, no. Oh, NO!"Her sobs and tears just kept. It was not common to see her uncomfortable with a subject and I thought it was cute the way she was shy to talk about it."No..." she said shyly "I have seen bigger." And how big was it?" I asked curious"C'mon babe, do you really want to talk about this?" She said trying to avoid the subject"I do babe. You know you can be honest with me, don't worry. Was he that much bigger than me?" I said jokingly"Well, he was almost 9 inches long." she said looking away.I got stunned. That guy cock was almost. He handed Ms. Ferguson some money and off we went.Gladys, that’s Ms. Ferguson, said to call her by her name now that I was a woman. It felt kinda nice, being treated all grown up and all, but it still felt weird calling her by her first name. She was really old, like forty or something.We spent half an hour in the aisle that held all the woman’s products. Pads, pads with wings, panty liners, tampons, heavy, medium and light ... so many options! And the questions she asked me! I thought I would. It was a shame about Carol, she had been one of their most productive reps. The others work would not be missed. The life choices of others were their own affair. If she was going to be judgemental, Kath’s choice seemed remarkably poorer than Carol’s. Kimberly knew that compared to most women at the center, her marriage was a success. Frank’s job was poorly paid an likely to remain so. But Frank was ambitious and his congregation was growing. The problem was sex. Or rather, the lack of it..