My make up was overlayed with red lipstick and redder cheeks. My longblonde wig was tied at the back with red satin bow. My hands were freed.I was con...used. "Doesn't my girl look gorgeous!" my wife said. Shebrought in a mirror. In it was a man dressed as a 4 year old girl. Was itbetter? I don't know. I was confused. She asked me to open my mouth. Idid. She grabbed my tongue and injected the end with something. She thentook another syringe and injected my throat."I suppose you are wondering what. ..'try to get here a little before so Vicki can get you ready.' What did that mean?Sitting in the driver's seat she shuddered. Vicki looked so much like Becky.'Is that what's bothering me ... the fact that she looks so much like my daughter?'She fought the thought but she couldn't make it go away. She was wishing—hoping—that 'getting her ready' meant Vicki would do the kinds of things Bonnie had done to her. Her mind replayed that visit to Doctor Garcia's office again but this time the woman. Matt, Sheila, and Jim went there, and found a much less crowded area, but still a room full of emotion and angst.A young nurse's aide served as receptionist there. Jim identified himself. She held up a finger. Moments later an Indian doctor appeared; "Come with me for a moment," he said in his sing-song Indian accent. "I am Dr. Rama Dhanukonda – Dr. Rama for short. I operated on your sister along with a large surgical team to piece her back together."He spoke as they walked, "Miss Tracy Wilson. I rose up and moved over to the edge of the bed, reached over, took hold of his cock and back into my mouth it went. A few minutes more passed as i again was in heaven having that beautiful cock in my mouth feeling my mouth soon start to ache as he held my head firmly in place and now began to face fuck me hard. When he had enough he took his cock out and shoved me back onto the bed, "Move up" he ordered and once again I moved up on the bed as he again climbed on, took hold of my legs and.