.. well, until you come to your senses!” she giggled.We made love twice, showered, and then walked to Frisch’s for dinner. When we finished dinner... we walked back to the apartment and made love twice more. The last coupling was sweet and slow, both of us savoring what we knew could be the last time. I made it last as long as I possibly could, focusing on ensuring that Kara had a final, earth-shattering orgasm.We spent the last hour in bed, cuddling, and kissing softly, hardly talking at all,. Each night she would dream of a big thick 12 inch cock pounding her tight wet pussy.Work was some times hard for her. Giving the old men a shower made her pussy so wet. They may have been old but, they sure had some big cocks. And when she was lucky one of them would get a big hard on for her. Ronda loved it, stroking a long cock. Some of the dirty old men would offer her money when she got them hard. But, she enjoyed it to much to do that.The best man of all was Mr. Jacks, very tall, big. I felt terrible,because the fight was about me.Dad came home early from work that day and caught me wearing a dress.If I was a girl, it would have been fine, but I was a boy. Not much ofone - I was short and skinny, with no body hair or muscles. But I was aboy, and boys did not wear girls' clothes, not ever. At least not inDad's mind.He started shouting at me, and Mom came into the room and told him tostop, because she'd given me permission. He started shouting at herinstead, blaming her for my. Are you bleeding?" I don't think so."I raised the stretcher to a height she could sit on easily. I said, "Let me help you onto the stretcher." I squeezed her arm. "You okay?" As well as can be expected. I'm ready."Leon said, "You're doing fine. We'll have you there in no time."Fred asked, "Should I get Sally or bring Freddy to the hospital now?"Leon said, "You should have time to get Sally. It'll probably still be a while."I took the front of the stretcher and pulled her to the van. Leon helped.