Slowly the pain becomes manageable and she shakes her head disparagingly. She knew better, had done this enough times to learn, to learn she couldnt r...sh after they cut the monster from her flesh. The padding held in place with surgical tape stains a dark crimson, Shit cursing under her breath at popping yet another stitch, she sighs softly as her shoulders slump with the weight of her life. So heavy it seems and yet still so young, but age isnt always measured in years, and the short 25 years. Sometimes ecstasy, but not much. You could get that anywhere. That combined with my excessive drinking, and I figured I was heading to jail for a long time. The lawyer I was saddled with assured me that he could get me a good deal. My record was clean prior to this. Due to my ability to fast talk my way out of a few traffic tickets, and the fact that I had never been caught with drugs before, this was basically my first offense. I could plead no contest and get sent to a rehabilitation clinic. I struggle with my legs but quickly realize its hopeless. Unless I want to seriously injure my back trying to kick out of this, I'm stuck. Then she grabs my dick. "Hmm well it looks like this thing is still hard," she says, and starts to pull on it. It feels good even though I'm trapped in this ungainly position. I feel humiliated that it still feels good, trapped by my girlfriend. "Haha, O.K. let me up and give me a hand job" I say, fully expecting to get up off the ground. "My back hurts. I guess that just meant changing them frequently and doing the laundry more often.At Julia's suggestion, I gathered up all of my male underwear, put it into bags, and then handed them over to her. Now it was either wear women's panties or go without.It wasn't until later that night, after a light dinner (I was not really hungry) and I did the dishes (the dish washer... ummmm) when I discovered Julia's other gift.I was putting away my new panties, all of them were simple white or cream colored.