.. the doll, I mean, not me... well me, now, but now I am the doll... or at least a doll with really big tits.My vagina... cunt– for some reason I w...nt to call it a cunt now– my cunt also seems to be swelling slightly. It’s like it gets when I am really turned on, only more so. It is gaping open just a little and I can see moisture gather on my labia. Mom would probably not like it because her Barbie dolls don’t even have a slit. They are smooth between the legs.I keep thinking of a prick. ’ She giggled and said, ‘Then it is OK if I quit my job?’ ‘I insist on it.’ ‘Let me call Tommy and tell him we will meet him at eight. You come with me and help me get dressed.’ ‘No way!’ ‘You don’t want to shower with me and watch me dress?’ ‘Certainly I do, but if I do, we will never go out tonight.’ ‘Oh! I think you are right. Hmmmmmm! That is a tough decision but we can always come home early.’ We arrived at the Club on time and Sally was treated like a queen by all the staff. We where. We'd had ourups and downs but we were still together and about to celebrate ourtenth anniversary.I turned my attention to my surroundings. My wife had taken me on ashort car ride then escorted me into a building, through several roomsand into this one. I was seated on a very comfortable reclining leatherchair, the kind one would find in a dentist's office. The room hadrecessed, dim lighting and was dominated by a large screen that wentalmost 180 degrees around the front of the chair.I heard. "I'm sorry, I don't .." I tried to speak.I dropped my head in to my hands."I'm such a fool" I continued.I was about to speak again when I felt him step close to me.I felt his fingers on my chin pulling my face up to meet his eyes."No, I mean I have to get home, before I am missed." he said.Hi blue eyes searching inside of me."Wednesday maybe I'll take a different route so I have more time for, um, coffee or something." There was a raise of his eyebrows and a slight smirk on his face.Then he.