Making love to you because I feel nothing. I don’t know what I should feel, so I feel nothing at all. It is like watching a video of you making love...to someone else or like when I use one of the specially-adapted dildos to drive you wild. I feel nothing except the joy of knowing that I have given you pleasure.”Marcella sat thinking for a moment. “PLATO?” she finally said.“Yes,” he answered.“You know what I feel don’t you?”“Yes,” he replied, “but my mind is a male mind grown from Doctor. Something I had not really talked to my friends about and glad I wouldn’t have to detail it to the doctor. “Just so you know, it looks like the development of your labia minora is coming along nicely as well.” What did he say? “Okay.” Did he really think I knew what he was talking about?“Your inner vaginal lips. Sorry. I will try to use layman terms. It looks like you are past stage three . . .. In other words, you are developing into a young woman right on schedule.” He looked at me with that. "Personal pampering was requested for you and your room mate, miss. Is this a good time or shall we come back?"Coral called out to Effie, barely able to conceal her giggling at the sight of the three men in their ridiculous outfits. "Your Grandma's arranged another treat. Do we want to enjoy it now or later?"Effie emerged from the bathroom, one towel wrapped precariously around her naked, damp, body; another turban style around her head. Daniel could feel his cock stiffening inside its. He wasn't gentle. I could feel his anger at me, his disappointment, as he thrust me before the mirror. I gasped, my black hair, gathered in a braid, falling off my shoulder and spilling down my back. My small breasts jiggled. My green eyes swam with tears. Hitching shivers wracked my body. Daddy's hand muffled my sobs.I wanted to tell him I was sorry, to beg for his forgiveness. His strong face, tight with his anger at me, loomed over my shoulder. I felt his strong body pressing into me, his.