The small jumpy one with a scraggly beard on the right was the first that would draw and shoot. Ben could tell it in the bruised yellow of his aura. T...he man was excited about the prospect of killing again.Han walked her horse nearly level with him on his left side.The man on the left was a sullen black haired hulk of a man. Ben could tell from his aura that he didn't like shooting people. He wasn't fast with a gun and wasn't a good shot even when he took his time. He liked to kill people with. "Tell me about your fantasies with boys," she panted, "it gets me so fucking excited."Linda was moving her lovely body sexily, pushing her crotch into mine, fucking me harder. For one crazy moment I imagined she was a gorgeous, femme boy and I was fucking him, right up his sweet, lovely bum hole.I wanted to tell her my true feelings, to pour my heart out as we fucked."I love girly boys," I said, my desire now aroused to fever pitch, "I want to dress up as a girl and do naughty, sexy things. I've got the funny feeling this is going to backfire. Sofar I haven't felt any changes down there," I answered.1 week laterA week after Janice lifted her evil spell, nothing had happened in favorof the returning of my penis, except if you consider the starting growthof pubic hair. I know I had to be patient, but I felt it took so long.Wendy and I were preparing for the moment that I could take her againand perform as a man. When the first hair growth appeared on my crotchwe were hopeful that. ’ I don’t have a Ph.D.’ Rose smiled. ‘That’s okay. You clearly know more about media than I do.’ ***** That night, I dreamed of Rose. I dreamed of holding her tightly in the center of main campus as students and professors hurried past en route to their classes and labs and offices. I dreamed of teaching her Section and suddenly, in the blink of an eye, finding her completely naked yet utterly unashamed. I dreamed of grading her exam and finding she did not score well at all, then calling her.