Bryce hid his private with his hands. Bryce could feel Quinlan's eyes stare at him as he turned his head away. "Don't stare...I don't want you looking... at it...its way too embarrassing."A serious look grew onto Quinlan's face. He didn't want to make his friend unhappy, but his desire for him was growing. "Fine, I won't look at your dick." Quinlan forcibly flipped Bryce onto his stomach and pulled him to where his ass was in the air. "I have to prepare you anyways." Quinlan stuck his index finger. I was 17 I was staying the night at my Grands house, my cousin Sherrie lived with my grands, she was 18. My grandma left to stay with with one of my aunts, Well My cousin was gone at a friends house and was supposed to be gone alnight . But anyway my grand ask me if I could stay the night and watch th the house and feed her dogs for her , I said sure . Well she left around 4pm on Friday after noon . She told me that Sherie might come by if she des let her know were I went, then she left . Well. We trained hard in New Jersey and from what I heard on the grapevine the winds of war were blowing into Pennsylvania near a farming town called Gettysburg. The forces under General Grant were starting to collect at the choke points to keep the Rebel forces at bay and away from the peaceful Pennsylvania farms and communities. General Lee's aggressive stance was similar to the last offensive moves of the Wehrmacht in the Battle of the Bulge. That had ended in failure for a number of reasons but. Morgan's eyes snapped wide open. "Hahh-ahh! Her... memories...!"Morgan's body teetered on her feet, unsteady, as her original owner'smind poured into a space deep within her new owner's brain. "Thisis... everything! Everything..."Morgan smiled. She looked down."...About me," she said. She lifted her chin and laughed. "Itworked." She crowed. "It worked! Hoooly shit, I'm Morgan now!"She smiled and balled her fists. "Awww, hell yeah!"The masked superhero called the Velvet Wind was on.