He was barely able to last two minutes before letting out a gasp as Angela felt the warmth fill her inside. “Holy shit” she screamed as Peter’s ...till-erect cock slid out of her. After catching her breath, she grabbed something from the cabinet and walked to the side of the apparatus holding Mercedes and turned a crank, causing the frame holding her to rotate, leaving her hanging on her back, with her face pointed towards the ceiling. Peter did the same to Tiffany’s frame, rotating hers slightly. She allowed her blouse to slip from her shoulders. Blood was pounding furiously through her temples. Then she heard it.It was a long, deep breath. Now she knew exactly where he was. He was on the other side of her bed... watching... watching her. The double-size bed between them gave her comforting protection.She tossed the shirt as casually as possible in his direction and then unzipped the back of her pants. Her zipper moved smoothly as did her trousers. She let them drop to her ankles, and. She decided then that if she had to be a girl, she would be a stronggirl. She would make a damn good girl that commanded respect. She knewhow to be a girl, but a overly feminine girl his sister trained her tobe. She wouldn't become -that-. As Alicia was musing over what she would have to become and what ways toachieve what she wanted, a nurse pushed a bed in beside her. The bed hada small boy laying asleep on it. The boy looked to be around six yearsold. He looked badly hurt and she had. I mean our monthly get together is not a bad thing, but it is majorly inconvenient, and way not enough,” he said. “You should be mine.”“Ian, we’ve talked about this. One: you can’t be trusted. Two: I love my husband, and he loves me and our daughter. Talk about divorce is out of the question. Get that for the umpteenth time,” she said.“One of these days, girl, you’re going to finally get it. We belong together. I’m out of the military now. Now is the time for us to do some thinking. Whaddya.