I met his tongue and his hands started to explore also. Things had definitely heated up. Tom’s hands were rubbing my body, I could tell he was not s...re how far to go. I tuned my body a little so his hands could get at my tits. He hesitantly felt my left breast. I gave him a moan to let him know that it was okay and felt good. Tom took my sign and rubbed harder on my tits playing with my hard nipples through my silky blouse and bra. We were making out like high school kids.I glanced over and saw. She knew his real name was something like Grey Eagle or Grey Owl, but she was really not all too certain it was his real name or just an assumed name that he picked out of the air.The renegade Indians came up on them unexpectedly out of a hidden swell that acted as a hiding place for them and their mounts with no need to ride out in the open land and risk getting shot out of the saddle.The half-breed to his credit didn’t flee the scene but swung his buffalo gun out across his saddle horn and. I promised you that you wouldhave a child and now you are going to." I was confused I asked her whatshe meant and she simply said that the surgery had made sure I wasgoing to produce a child. Dr, Mayweather explained that the surgerythat was preformed on me swapped my penis with another woman's vagina.This woman also wanted a child because her husband could not impregnateher so she decided to come to the clinic. Dr. Mayweather then asked meif I remembered Ashley. The tight little blonde was the. And again. And again. My hair was being literallyripped out of my skin, and all I could think of was the pain. Why was Iletting them do this? Why? WHY?And then, with my feet and lower legs hairless, a different sensationbegan to creep in alongside the pain. Enjoyment.I know how that sounds. I've never been attracted to the idea of pain.Maybe it was the sensation of Rae's hands on my skin, creeping everhigher up my legs towards my thighs. Or the psychological effect of beingliterally stripped.