Lucinda didn’t remember a lot about her past. The man she now worked for,
Judge Robert Tuff, had told her that all she needed to know was
that she had
been
a very bad boy, and that he was simply tired of seeing that boy in court all
the time. He said that the boy’s parents
were desperate to find anything that would make their son behave. When the judge had proposed a rather unique
solution, they readily agreed and signed all their parental rights over to the
court. That boy had been sent to a
special medical prison and received a series of surgeries and mental
programmings while there. He was now
she, or Lucinda, and she was a very good girl, and she never stopped trying to
please the men who came in. And she
really loved letting people see her DD breasts.
“OK, sir, come with me. I’ll show
you to your table. And if there is anything I can do for you tonight, please let me know and I will be happy
to oblige.”
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