Chapter Forty-Two
“You got a little hard last night, Robert. I’m going to suggest that the Director increase your estrogen.”
Kelly Devers lounges, sitting upright, back resting on the plush pillows of the sizable double bed of cabin 10, the light covering sheets strewn aside, pushed away in the throes of lusty copulation... if taking a boy anally can be so termed.
An effeminate Robert approaches, the words bringing gloom. Handing Miss Kelly morning coffee, he meekly protests.
“Please don’t do that Miss Kelly.”
The plea brings a smile. Basking in the exhilaration of sodomizing a boy she castrated, the sense of power enthuses.
“Even a partial erection can bring vestiges of male pride, Robert. You know that’s not best for you. You need complete transformation, your psyche as well. And I
