He was about 5' 9" tall with big, broad shoulders. He had lost a lot of hair but his face was still incredibly sensual -- large brown eyes, and thick,... full lips that I often imagined crushed against mine as I wanked myself to sleep in the room next to him. His frame was stocky and muscular and covered in thick, dark hair -- it was almost like a pelt -- and his stomach was a full, proper belly. He wasn't fat, but you couldn't say he was thin, either. His arse was like two big melons stuffed down. Well, as you know, my band The Ministry of Evil was touring the states, and we came to the hellraising community of Waterloo. So, we set up shop in McElroy Auditorium, which was on the ground of some cattle congress bullshit, oh and trust me, with what i am gonna tell you, a lot of beefsteak was shared. So, we rocked the place out. During one of the Ministry's hit songs, as i was rocking to the instrumental, there was this hot looking girl who wore these sexy black fishnet ripped stockings,. "You've been that girl ever since you were five and felt the'difference'. Felt the girl inside you that people didn't want to seebecause you had a penis and you were a -boy-." But you weren't Andy...you were a girl. And you knew you were a girl. Youtold me so."Sarah was walking around me as she spoke, her voice intense, her stepsmatching the slowly increasing pace of the dildo. I felt the pathwayopen like a flower and was rocked by a tremor of delight. My pantieswere wet, the sensation,. He chose to let go and follow Julie where she wanted to take him.His wrists were tied behind his back, probably using another silk tie. "Bruno, why resist Julie the way you have?" he heard a familiar voice say.He recognized this authoritarian tone. It was Janet, a friend of Julie’s, a fifty-eight-year-old nurse trained according to the old-school principles and values. Bruno had said it many times: if you are seriously sick or ill, Janet is the best nurse you can hope for. She can save you when.