Oddly, it was none of these things which raised doubts. Her vagina could not accommodate my length (that has never happened to me before or since); also she was insistent, strident, even, that I must not put a finger in her. Twice, she told me, even although I did’nt even try to.
She kept the room very dark. So I couldn’t have a good look at her bits?
The oddest thing, which for me was confirmation of her post op status, was the very odd configuration of her bits.
Anyhow, be that as it may, I didn’t see her again as she only did oral with, which is a deal breaker for me. Besides, at the time, £150 per hour was dearer than the market.