"Transplant", maybe.A little bit of gossip. Bashful and I are in the middle of writing a story about a British Secret Agent. I am sure once that is fi...nished it would make a good movie.(*Anne-Mal) (Maybe if you finish them! Like that is hard!)(Chrissy) LOL! I heard if you finish yours Anne, Eric will finally have a chat!(CarrieGore) *Wow* Sounds good!(*Anne-Mal) That is what he says!(Chrissy) Yes Anne, finish it!(*Anne-Mal) I sent Eric a finish but he didn't like it! "Betty wakes up and looks in. ” Helen replied. “Our agreement was protection until I left Seattle with Springheel. With Leonard and The Elders gone, the Auction’s not likely to explode into a bloodbath anymore. In fact, our little war has kept everyone else too scared to pop their heads up by making a play for one another, so it’ll be pretty safe. But we never signed anything, so I guess you’ve earned about 75% of what’s been promised if you want out now.”“And you WOULD be upset enough if I scarpered at this point to give. That's OK, Bob offered. His cock was sore as it usually was after breaking in a virgin and he wondered if Priscilla would be as easy next time as she'd been last night. Little Leena was also appealing and the college student looked like she needed to be taught a lesson herself. His eyes and his mind, however, kept straying to the quiet one, Mrs. Wilson. There was something about her that told him she would be special. But unattainable. She was devoutly religious and, he was sure, as chaste as. Summoning all the presence of mind I could while I was essentially drunk on cum, my tits and hips tingling and throbbing as they began to grow, I led Greg out of the shower and dried us both off. Leading him into his room, I pushed him onto the bed and held up the condom I had brought with me. Greg didn't look too happy about that, so I emulated something a girl had once done to me, when I was still a man. I took the rubber in my mouth and positioned it across the inside of my pursed lips. .