" I stare at thereflection of myself in the mirror, and she is right you can see mylittle penis retreated back inside of me, not even the tip of my pe...is issticking out.I continue to stare at release my stratum is gone no balls nothing. Whatdid she do to me with that vanishing lotion? "Stop staring at yourselfsissy and put the tights on first, so we can see if the leotard will fityou. Unless you want your diaper back on?" Okay, Okay." I turn and sit on the vanity bench, and slide the tinypink. Armed with a box of tissues, Jane explained to me the ordeal she had been through on her way home from working late as a probation officer: The quickest route to the bus stop from her office involves walking between two restaurants, its not exactly an alleyway but neither is it a proper street. Tonight she had found herself roughly grabbed from behind by someone-a man-who had been waiting in ambush behind a wheelie bin, as she struggled he had forced his hand up under her blouse and groped. I jumped into the bushes and peeped out. Two young women aged around 19 rounded a bend in the path. When they were a couple of feet from me, I jumped out of the bushes and stood wanking in front of them. They stopped dead, they gasped, their eyes wide with surprise. After a few seconds of silence, they burst out laughing. My heart was pounding, I was trembling with a mixture of fear and excitement as they shouted insults, they called me “wanker”, “pervert”, “filthy cunt” “fucking p**o” and. So cut the name-calling.”Lacking sincerity, “Sir. Yes, sir.”Fred keeps it going, “Sean, do you have any nude pictures of your wonder woman?”Trying to stay calm, “No, Fred.”“Jeez, Do you want to buy some?”After lots of hooting and howling, Jeff asks, “Can we play another scrimmage today Sean?” The hooting and howling resumes.Sean seizes this opportunity, “Sounds like you guys like scrimmages. So do I. I’ve worked out a plan. Fred, I want you to catch when the first two squads are up and be.