He was also to ask the other generals to join us.Marine One carried me to Andrews; my staff were in the other helicopter. I was there before the bus a...rived, sitting at my desk reading, with a mug of coffee.Troy and I discussed the weekend and the media results. Everything in Washington revolved around media in one way or another. I really couldn’t care one way or the other, but I listened. He was excited about the numbers for the fundraiser and the sneak appearance on the Sunday news show.Then. ***A couple days later I found myself taking sexual alterationtreatments. My mom said that her and dad decided to take meup on my offer, and that a neighborhood feminist group hadagreed to foot the bill. I wanted to argue that I hadoffered no such thing. But instead I found myself justnodding my head and going along.***A few days later I came home from the sexual alterationcenter. My mom had me put on some of Cathy's clothes, andstyled my hair just like Cathy's. I looked in the mirrorand could. His strength can be felt in his every move.After some more fucking, he knelt, kissing me whoever he could, turned me to my left side so that my left leg was bent, right one straight and my pelvis bent to my left-hand side. He had his knees on the sides of my right leg and again started fucking the hell outta me, holding my hip with his left hand and slapping my ass with his right. Yeah, he started that too.After some time, he placed his hands on my boobs, taking firm hold of them and placing. I leaned forward, opened my mouth, and took the tip of that purple penis into my mouth. I started sucking on it thinking it was a real cock. “That’s my baby, suck my cock,” said Lynne while she reached out and grabbed the side of my head. “Feels good.”I sucked on her purple penis, pretending I was a woman giving a guy a blowjob. “That’s it. Be my cocksucking bitch,” said Lynne while my head bobbed back and forth. “Oh yes, feels so fucking good. Suck it, suck it,” moaned Lynne.Lynne pulled my.