The prospect didn’t excite me, though it no longer repelled me as it had when I was male. Jagoda didn’t slit her wrists; she hanged herself. xxx In any case, I’d treated whores that way when I was male, so what could I expect? “This I know,” said Olga Fyodorovna. Our manhoods have been taken away and we’ve been upgraded to women, which must have been what she wanted. You’ll need to take charge, though.”
If I had to participate in a lesbian show I’d have preferred Katrina because we were friends, comfortable together. Apart from bad breath, ugly bodies and faces, intoxication, clumsy use of callused fingers, and reluctance to say what they wanted, they made demands no woman could enjoy. Fucking him that way would have been more comfortable if I’d been naked, but
