That separate room in the barn could easily be converted into a clean examination, consultation, and surgical room for a****ls with the barn stalls av...ilable for recovery. Some cleanup and modification would be needed, but not really that much. “But, I can’t afford it.”“What if there could be some creative financing? What if you had a financial backer in return for a part ownership of the clinic, someone who wouldn’t interfere in the running of the clinic but would get some reward for helping. It was hard enough to accept how she looked, let alone the way she moved in small sexy steps, her hips swaying."I'm a girl! I'm cute! I'm a hottie!" she thought.Rich, now Marge, was similarly in a daze. She kept touching herself on her crotch, not believing that she no longer was a man. Only Veronica seemed to be coping. The other girls had tears in their eyes."Okay girls, listen up!" said the redhead. "My name is Eve. I am your new hostess for tonight. This is no longer officially a bachelor. She yelped as the pain cascaded around her inner thigh, and, as with the front and backs of her legs, Dale knew that it was never going to be just one smack, and, indeed, she was crying freely as the smacks continued to rain down on her inner thigh. Again, as usual, the erotic flutters soon stopped as the smacks rained down.Dale was crying uncontrollably as she heard the instruction from Deputy Governess Stone, “I will now smack your other leg, you naughty granny.“Dale knew she still had to be. "Exactly," June sighed. "I've kicked Walt out of the rink, by the way. I thought Amy--who's as sweet as pie, incidentally--would tame him. I was wrong. Anyhow, Amy's without a partner again. She's good, doesn't want to quit, and doesn't want to go traipsing around the country looking for another partner. Her parents pulled up stakes and moved here when she came to skate with Walt. I need to find her a partner."What I've been thinking, though, is that it would be easier to find her a partner if.