‘This is quite an item,’ she said.

‘Yes, it is my pride and joy. But it takes some upkeep at its current age.’

She put her hand on Christine’s knee as she made sure she had her seat belt on properly.

She roared off, and said, ‘Are you pleased with your trophy?’

‘Yes,’ said Christine, openning the bag and pulling out the little plastic container containing Fiona’s clitoris, ‘But it’s not a remarkable specimin, and I would like to have had three of them.’

She looked more closely at Alix. A lot of her height was leg, which now protruded through the split skirt she wore into knee length black boots, which laced up the front. From the waist upward she also black leather in the shape of a lace up bodice, which pushed her large breasts upwards. As she turned the wheel, the strong muscles in her biceps showed.

It was only ten minutes drive to Christine’s apartment.

Alix pulled the car into the kerb and stopped the engine.

Christine said, ‘Thank you, I’m just here.’

‘Aren’t you going to invite me up for a coffee?’

‘Would you like to me to do you as well?’

‘Not tonight, but I might be able to get you some trade. Perhaps we could discuss it?’

‘OK! I’ll make some coffee.’

They got out of the car and entered the downstairs door.

‘I’m on the third floor. It’s a walk up.’

Christine got to the door and unlocked it. The apartment was small with two rooms and a bathroom.

Alix sat on a sofa as Christine filled a jug with water and put the filter coffee machine on. She turned round to Alix and said, ‘How can I get more trade?’

‘I know a few people, who might be interested in your services.’

‘How do you know I provide services?’

‘Not everyone carries a clitoridectomy kit in their handbag. Besides you acted with such precision. This was not your first time.’

‘My first time in this country.’

‘So you have your first American clitoris.’

‘I didn’t say that.’

‘You’ve been collecting them outside the country?’

‘Oh yes. An American was my first. I’ll show you a picture of her, while the coffee filters through.’

Christine went into the bedroom and brought back a photograph of Io spreadeagled the moment after excision. She held the two feet wide photograph in front of her and pointed to the mid point between Io’s legs. ‘You see that speck. It’s her clitoris! It’s just been sliced off.’

She handed the photograph to Alix and went to fix the coffee. ‘Do you take milk?’

‘No thanks, just black.’

Alix put the photograph down as Christine handed her a coffee.

Chrstine said, “ I feel a bit silly still in my raincoast. I’ll just go and change.’

‘Just take your raincoat off. It’s warm enough.’

Christine kicked her shoes off and unbottoned the raincoat. She turned round, keeping her legs tightly together, looked at Alix and said, ‘It’s not very impressive, titless and hairless.’

Alix put her hand between Christine’s thighs, forcing it upwards. ‘But very wet,’ she said, as her fingers moved around.

‘You won’t find anything to play with down there. I should have said clitless as well.’

‘So you were just bluffing in the club,’ Alix said, without moving her hand.

‘Not quite,’ replied Christine as she again fondled her locket.

‘Let me see.’

Christine took off her locket and put in Alix’s right hand. Her left remained between Christine’s legs and her fingers sought her vaginal openning. ‘There’s no real fun up there either, but I don’t mind being stretched..’ Christine said as she relaxed her thigh muscles, parting her legs slightly.

Alix took her hand away and looked at the locket.

‘It’s also not very impressive,’ said Christine, I have more impressive examples in there.’ Pointing to the bedroom.

‘Ill see those later, ‘ replied Alix, who gave the locket back. Christine put it on the table and sat on one of the dining chairs opposite Alix. She kept her knees and ankles together.

Alix leaned back on the sofa stretching. She parted her legs comfortably. She smiled. ‘I have a proposition for you. I’ll find the women for you, and we’ll do them together. You can keep their clitorises. But after each event, you’’ll perform cunnilingus with me.’

‘The more the merrier!’ responded Christine, smiling for the first time and sticking her tongue out, licking round the outside of her mouth.

‘OK, we’ll begin now. Where’s you shower.’

‘It’s through he bedroom.’

Alix got up and went into the bedroom, ‘Wait until I call you.’

Chrstine heard the shower go and sat. Her wet outer labia began to stick to the chair top.

After five minutes, Alix called and Christine entered her bedroom. Alix stood there magnificently. She was naked and shaved. Her large breasts hardly sagged and waist was narrow and well muscled. She had one of Christine bondage wrist constrainers in her hand. ‘Come here and turn round.’

Christine hesitated. Alix came across, “You think I’m going to leave you free with all your equipment at hand?’ She grabbed Christine by the shoulders, twirled her round and pulled her two wrists into the contrainer, which she strapped tight.

She walked across to the bed, sat on it and motioned for Christine to begin. Alix lay back as Chrsitine’s tongue carriessed her outer labia, then her her inner and finally her clitoris. Chrsitine found it astonishingly small for such a big woman, but she continued to do her job. She felt Alix shudder at orgasm and stopped. The she heard, ‘No go on until I tell you to stop.’

Finally. Alix sat up and pulled Christine’s head up. She got some tissues and cleaned her face.

‘You’re good at that,’ she said, ‘You are an odd dyke.’

Leaving Christine kneeling, Alix got dressed and then pulled Christine up. She untied her constraint, kissed her on the lips and went to leave. Turning at the door, she said, ‘I’ll have some trade in a few days.’