It was one of those days where everything just seems so surreal and soso. Me a really fresh looking 21 year old and I have a really slim, smooth, musc...ular build and my face looks 17 and its really a kick in the ass when the cops try busting me for curfew, well anyway I was headed to work and half way there my boss tells me to turn around and go home cause he didnt need me. What the fuck I'm already half way to work and out of anger I get off in a place I don't know much at all about so I find. A hot day.I was having a taste for popsicles.I went into the freezer for some banana flavored ones since I enjoy sticking bananas up my ass.The thought of sticking bananas up my ass got me harder than hard-boiled eggs on the 4th of July.Suddenly, I was rubbing my furry chest while holding my banan popsicle.Before anyone could catch what I was doing, I went to my room, being left in solitude.Soon I removed my pants and let my junk run through the calm air.I then started to suck on my popsicle.My. Two or three minutes and you get relief and then it’s over and she never knows anything about it. But now Hannah knew I’d gotten stiff, looking at her portrait. It seemed a lot more ... personal ... this time. And of course my little head loved to dream up situations in which instead of my hand, it might get to slide into something a lot closer to a real, live pussy. Like an actual, real, live pussy. And even though the portrait hadn’t shown anything other than a little pubic hair above a. I just told him that I hoped it worked out for him.”“I do as well,” I murmured thoughtfully in reply, silently thanking the spirits for letting me dodge that bullet altogether.“Well, now that Burton has solved that problem for you, what are you going to do about Dr. von Stubbing?” Kim enquired, eyeing me in all seriousness as she asked the question. “We can’t just leave him here; at least, not without a minder. The way things are going, there isn’t anyone left here who has the time to babysit.