" Please, dear lady, call me Vincent." Of Course, Vincent."As Wendy collected her new papers and evidences of official selfhood,she thought, Vincent h...ad said she and Marvin were in love. Wendy thoughtabout that. Was she actually in love with a man? Even if she was, hercurrent body made that rather a non-issue, but even if she were stillmale would that have been a big deal?Wendy put herself behind the wheel of the silver Chevy Caprice andbelted herself in as he thought about that. As a boy and a. He unlocked the door to his condominium and held it open for her. "Come on in, this is my place," he said. He held the door open for her and she came in slowly, looking around cautiously.He noticed her hesitancy. "It's okay, come on in," he said smiling. She came in then and he took her over to the sofa. "Make yourself at home. Would you like something to drink?" he asked.She nodded and gave him a weak smile. as she sat down, he went into the kitchen and returned a couple minutes later with two. Bri's attempts to push him off were soon forsaken as pleasure swept over her. She fell back on her bed and started thrusting her hips at Buster's snout, moaning and panting. His huge tongue swept her pussy over and over, the tip touching her clit each time.It took her less than a minute to come, and she lay on the bed, breathing harshly. Buster looked a little out of breath himself, and when Bri finally sat up to pet him in thanks, she noticed that his doggie penis was starting to harden and. She told about how she’d messed up her life by becoming a smoker, and urged others not to follow her terrible example.That night, I killed off every executive who worked for a manufacturer of smoking products, worldwide.Wow! The all-news channels almost choked on that one! There were any number of highly respectable citizens who had suddenly been marked for overnight death. By now, the international press was pretty sophisticated about these sudden outbreaks of mass death. While they didn’t.