" Oh, shit..." I chewed that over for a minute or so, "Oh, sorry, doctor ... that's really ... going to be a problem." Not nearly as much of a problem...as peritonitis," he pointed out."Maybe not, but ... I'm chartered to take Miss Tyndall on a tour of the Scottish Islands. I don't think I can expect her to weigh anchor ... though I might be surprised, I suppose." Well, Mr. Quinton, you need to let the incision heal up before you put any strain on your abdominal muscles and fascia. You'll be in a. I new Todd would have trouble playing the part, he'd want me so bad.Twenty minutes later I was at his house."Todd?" I called innocently after walking through his front door."In the living room babe," he called back. I adjusted my clothes and walked in."Hey babe," as soon as I walked in the room I saw the want in his eye. My pussy began gently tingling, anticipating the game to come.We kissed and he lingered for a second, but I pulled away, teasing him."You look amazing," he said,. So far you’ve acted as though the other one is far more important to you. Ask yourself what you need to do to be Mrs. Barker, and then put the same effort into that as you have to the other one. But just occasionally stop and ask yourself what this will do to other people before you do something towards it.”“David,” she began, her voice small, “I don’t know how well I can change, but I know that not only do I have to, but I want to. I will try, I’ll try my hardest, but, will you give me chance. Very symbolic."* * * *** **** * ***** * *"Where are the photos?" Blink twice if you want to tell us."It was a Sunday Afternoon, in late Fall, I think. Angela and Dorothywere lying languorously on my couch, dressed in skimpy silk teddies,holding each other tenderly and looking up with repressed laughter atthe sight of me.It was quite a sight. I stood in a glass case mounted on a platform inthe center of the Living Room. By now, my blonde hair was quite long andcurly, and it tumbled down my naked.