I promised I would and she smiled and left.I gave her time to drive to the hospital before I called her to see if it was ok to take a shower. She said...yes but don't spread your legs too much you will break your stitch's. I placed a mirror in front of the toilet and gently spread my legs. I wanted to see the good doctor's work. As hard as I tried I could see no sign of my penis or balls and it look like I had a clit and urethra. The doctor had done a good job now if I just had the nerve to tell. It was a pleasure for our eyes to watch their half naked trained upper bodies in muscle shirts when they sat down near our benches. They may have been in their late twenties. Their muscular legs were encased by tight speedos and it were no handkerchiefs which made the bulges in them. Otherwise a handkerchief could grow when Amanda and I started to put on a show after a wink from Amanda and we trained even more sexy by sticking our asses out and giving the guys looks over our shoulders.When we. She waved and said with a happy voice, "Goodbye, then! Don't be sad, mister. Things will be better. You will see!" Her eyes sparkled at him as she turned and skipped away down the lane.After she had gone, Ted muttered in a voice that mirrored the blackness in his heart, "Yes, little girl. Thank you for showing yourself to me. I now have a reason to live."Ted ran to his car and drove as fast as he could to the grandmother's apartment on the North Side. It was on the second floor of a carriage. Although, uncle slightly touching my pussy has already been his thing to show his affection since I was still little, that touch gave me a different meaning. At 8:30 in the morning, his secretary woke me up to prepare for Uncle's 9:00AM mass. I got up quickly and went to shower, dressed up and took a little breakfast and attended the mass, where I was greeted by the people there known to be their preacher's niece.After the mass, I had a little chitchat with some new girl friends I met. I was.