.." I know it, and don't be sorry. I was a mess. And I was so... fucking tight from the bandages they put in place to keep pressure on my boobs. So yo...'re right, I do look like shit because of the bloating from what's called post surgical edema." Did it hurt?" Not as much as I thought it would. And thanks for asking." She gave me a peck on the lips, but her eyes told me a great deal more. "Sully forgot to mention that aspect of the operation beforehand." Son-of-a-bitch!" I muttered."Forget. “If you stay quiet, you won’t be hurt.” a rough voice rasped in her ear. She tried to look at him but realized that she was blindfolded too! She dimly became aware of a vibrating in her pussy. He had pulled away and was somewhere behind her. She felt his thumb as he began to rub on her clit. The vibration in her pussy was becoming unbearable. The fear she had felt was adding to the excitement of the sexual stimulation. She was becoming hornier as she grew less afraid. Marcia moaned loudly and. Two years ago on our trip to New York City I'd read in the Sunday Timesthat they were holding this parade, and it hadn't been too hard to talkmy parents into going. In an expensive city like New York where evenvisiting the Guggenheim museum had cost us $25 a head it sounded like acheap way to have fun. But the CONEY ISLAND MERMAID PARADE wasn't likeany parades we had back at home. My father didn't seem to know what tothink of it and my mother though it was just trashy, the floats beingthrown. When she began to regain consciousness, she found that Kelly was sitting on the counter and holding her in her arms while her head rested on the girl's shoulder."How do you feel, Mistress?" Kelly asked softly."Utterly marvelous, since you asked," Andy replied softly. "Kelly, you're wonderful!" Turning and looking at her she said, "Now it's my turn. Leave me alone for a few minutes, Kelly, please?" No, Mistress," the girl replied. "I have been drinking my urine for a week now in preparation for.