"THE WHOLE SHMEAR MY DRESSING GAMES, YOUR DISCIPLINE, THE GIRLS' SCHOOL, THE BREAST SURGERY, THE HORMONES, THE SEX CHANGE. YOU SOLD MY POOR MOTHER THE WHOLE BILL OF GOODS, AND NONE OF IT WAS HER IDEA AT ALL."

"THASS RIGHT, "MADEMOISELLE SAID, "YOU

THE DRUG HITTING HER HARDER NOW. HAVE ME TO THANK FOR THE HAPPINESS YOU FOUND AS A WOMAN. YOU NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE IT AS A MAN, ANYWAY."

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"I SUPPOSE SO, MADEMOISELLE," ADMITTED. "BUT THEN, AGAIN, I NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO TRY, DID I? AND NOW I'M NOT EVEN MAKING IT AS A WOMAN, THANKS TO YOU."

BUT MADEMOISELLE WAS NO LONGER CONSCIOUS. I WALKED OVER TO HER, PICKED HER LIMP FORM UP IN MY ARMS, AND TOOK HER UPSTAIRS TO MY NEWLY DEVISED "TORTURE CHAMBER."

WHEN SHE WOKE UP AGAIN, ONE HOUR LATER, SHE FOUND HERSELF STRETCHED OUT AND HELPLESS ON THE PADDED TABLE, HER WRISTS

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