<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/c7d1/8i7rjjgbjdzr0o86g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Courtney</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><strong><span class="bbc_u">CGDA Agent Code Name:</span></strong> Lethe<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Sex:</span></strong> Hermaphrodite<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Hair:</span></strong> Raven<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Height:</span></strong> 5'10"<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Weight:</span></strong> 140 lbs<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Eyes:</span></strong> Green<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Breasts:</span></strong> Perky 32 C's<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Penis:</span></strong> 5"<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Pussy:</span></strong> Hairless. <br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Clit:</span></strong> Partially connected to the base of her penis<br/><strong><span class="bbc_u">Testicles:</span></strong> Internal. Functionality Unknown </div></div></div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Admittedly, I thought the picture in the lobby was familiar, but I couldn't place why, for obvious reasons. As soon as she mentions Jenny Tang though, I get a brief flash of serving her a drink at the Piano Bar back at Lacy. That's reassuring, I think. While I'm not thrilled about the loose association she has with my old home, it seems like it's just that: loose. <br/><br/>The good news about that though, is that her familiarity with it has made her privy to "rumors," and as such she doesn't find me crazy. <br/><br/>*deep relaxing breath* "Whew. You have no idea how worried was about anyone believing me ..."<br/><br/>I pause briefly, and regather my thoughts.<br/><br/>"Confused is probably a good way of putting it. It's like ... The idea that I can get pregnant is crazy but ... then the first time I had sex I got ... you know, wet. Like naturally wet. That doesn't happen with an SRS right?"<br/><br/>I listen along and occasionally *nod* as she runs through everything she wants to do. Sounds thorough ... and invasive ... and expensive, but above all else ... necessary. <br/><br/>"Y-yeah, sounds ok. It's a major source of stress not knowing what's going on with my own body. Just having those answers would do me a world of good."<br/><br/>I sit and fidget, unsure of what's coming first.<br/><br/>"So umm, what's first?"</span>