”“Um, why don’t you sit and at least have some soup at least before you go.” Morgan told her.“Are you sure, I mean, I don’t want to cause ...ou trouble. I mean you’ve been so...” Susan broke down in tears again. Morgan led her to the table and got her to sit.After a moments hesitation Susan started in on her soup like she hadn’t eaten in a week, Morgan guessed that was probably the case.“It isn’t true you know.” She said when she had finished the soup.“What isn’t?”“That I’m a slut who fucks. I wish I could have seen them together." I have some video footage if you'd like to see it." Could I?" Pamela exclaimed. "They were a right couple of stuck up bitches. I'd love to see them eating each other out." Or Henry and James fucking their arses," Morbius offered."Really? Wow."Morbius wandered over to the secure storage facility and unlocked the filing cabinet to retrieve the box of DVDs. Pamela was already sitting up, rubbing herself between the legs in anticipation of witnessing the. There was the room they entered into with a sofa, loveseat, a couple of recliners, and the tv. There was a small kitchenette with a fridge, a microwave, and a table with a couple of chairs. That room was also occupied by Susan, who Joni knew from AFF, and some guy with his pants around his ankles and Susan's mouth filled with a very nice cock. She was stroking her own clitty under her dress.....she said hi, and offered the cock to Joni. Joni told her she just got there, and wanted to look. I'm told they'll eliminate all of your remaining masculinefeatures and capabilities. Your testicles will disappear and your peniswill shrink down to a clit, very nearly. Instead of those minimalerections you tease me with these days, you'll have none at all, none ofthe slightest interest to anyone but you. Sweetheart, at the momentyou're neither here nor there. You can't really satisfy a woman as aman, and you don't look much like a man, yet you aren't quite a womaneither. These pills will.