He examined her once andclaimed that she was fine, that she was at fault and suffered damagethat would be repaired soon. It never repaired. Her body w...s damaged somuch that three years later you could tell that there was somethingwrong. Tatum showed the damage to Dr. Bell who immediately called for anevaluation of Tatum's genitals leading to surgery. Surgery done by thatsame man. Surgery that only removed her crushed testicles yet left thenerves, blood vessels, and other damaged parts. ”Maine kaha, “Mushtaqji aapki galti nai hai koi, mujko kisi baat ka bura nahi laga aaj. Maine yeh bolke uske shoulders par hat rakha usse dilasa dene ke liye.Maine piiche dekha beti so gayi thi, fir mein usse aise hi baate karti rahi and woh mujhe ghoorta raha, maine fir kuch 15-20 minutes baad dekha ki uska paijama mein uska lund khada tha.Mein ghoorti reh gayi, fir maine 2 sec baad, eyes close ki aur sochne lagi ki ek side mera pati kuch karta nahi hain aur dusri side yeh driver meri bohot. I was sitting on the matching white leather love seat with Miss Margaret perched on my lap squirming in little concentric circles to make my nasty-minded dick consider her lack of undies as an invitation to get hard as a rock.Miss Margaret was not another pussy.Well, I guess she is a pussy, but in a nice way because she was a doppelganger for my Lucy in almost every way except her skin was two shades lighter due to an abject fear of getting skin cancer. Her grandmother had died of skin cancer. "Sherry!" I said it automatically. "Martha tells me she's known you are a crossdresser for a while now, but I'm afraid I just figured it out." You knew?" He stared hard at Martha. "I was trying to be careful, really I was!" Your red pajamas are pretty thin, Pop. You should wear a robe if you want to hide the lingerie."His ears turned red again."Martha, Sherry - I'm sorry. I truly hadn't intended to make you cope with my problems. I thought I would be able to dress up in my motel while I was on.