’ ‘To paraphrase the old song, grown men don’t cry,’ he said softly. ‘I hate showing fear.’ ‘Bullshit!’ I said. ‘Chris, you should k...ow better! Anyone going to war would be an idiot if he weren’t at least a little scared!’ He lifted his face and looked at me. ‘I’d never have had the courage to enlist in the first place, even if they gave me a six-figure salary. Do you seriously believe I’ll think less of you for a few tears and fears?’ ‘I need to be strong for you,’ he said. ‘I need to be. " It will be at least a week, I can't wait that long. Will you do it for me?"I hesitated before answering, shaving her would be a very intimate thing to do. Then I almost laughed. I had already sucked on her big tits and fingered her juicy cunt. She had even swallowed my come."Of course I will, do you want me to do it now?" No, tomorrow. I need you to get my razor and some other things from my place."In the morning she gave me a list of what I had to get. I left her alone for two hours while I. ." I whispered as I reached to touchthe smooth void that had apparently replaced my manhood.Upset, I slammed my new skirt back down onto my thighs and stompedaround angrily on my new high heeled boots. "This can't be happening!"I raged. What could possibly explain this? How had this happened? Why?Who could have done it?Then it hit me. "The e-mail!" I stood there. It was the onlyexplanation. It was a real life honest to God curse! I growled inanger. " Enjoy the next hot body I see...God Damn. Whatever I give, you take. Do you understand?” She nodded up and down.“Did you swallow?” She nodded again.“Show me,” he said, forcing his fingers into her cheeks, again. She opened her mouth. Yes, she had swallowed. “You’re doing fine so far,” he said as he left her jaw and her arms. He took her by her head cover and her hair, pulled her towards the table, placed her frontal upper body against the table.He pulled her hands against her back, and holding them in place with his left hand, with his.