Max: Do you like when I call you little names, like honey, baby, sweetie?Alex: Yes. But it's kind of strange. I mean, I'm not gay.Max: But you got har... chatting with a man, didn't you, baby?Alex: Yes.Max: Just let yourself go, sweetie. Surrender to Max and I'll make you feel good. Okay, honey?Alex: Okay.Max: Are you still hard, baby?Alex: Yes.Max: Are you rubbing yourself, baby?Alex: Yes.Max: That's because deep down you're a little slut, aren't you, honey?Alex: Yes.Max: You're Max's chat room. "Father, if we are where you say we are, I think I know a shortcut back to Oak Ridge," she offered. "There is a cutoff coming up that goes directly to the south side of town, through the hills to our right." They motored along, the Bug's air-cooled engine thoroughly enjoying the cool mountain air, when a right turn loomed into view. "Is this the road you were referring to?" he asked. "Yes, I'm pretty sure this is it," Candy replied. "Pretty sure isn't very dependable in these hills, Candy. . " The nurse said. I tried to speak but nothing came out.I was restrained in the bed for the two weeks with various tubes to feed me and for my voiding.Eventually the big day arrived and the various dressings were removed."I guess you want to know what has been done to you". The doctor asked when he visited that day. "Well as you might have guessed your testicles are gone and we have done some other feminizing to you. Your Adams apple has been shaved so it no longer shows. I have modified your. No wonder, considering that the kid probably had half the women in his life hoping he would spread them. And by women, I mean not only the girls in his classes but, in many cases, their mothers, too. How many of them he ended up having we never knew for sure, but it was a lot.We're going to claim a little credit here. I know parents aren't really supposed to do that: after all, beyond a certain point the kid is responsible for his own actions and must take the credit or the blame for them, but.