"Umm, I have no idea now." I was stuttering and babbling, but I really didn't know. I was still trying to process everything that she'd just told me.... I could wear and feel a new dick, or put on a pussy and get fucked. I could get a dick for my girl to fuck with, or a new pussy to get fucked in. It was a lot to take in all at once. "Would she be interested in any of the more intricate products that I've described?" I could only shrug my shoulders. I'd failed to have the "Hey baby if we. I stopped at the chosen spot, blocking her path. Usually I was shy with girls in normal social situations, but today she was just a bitch to me, someone there only for my pleasure. "Beautiful day today, isn't it", I said as she walked up to me and looked up at me. I was about 5 or 6 inches taller than her and had on a grubby T-shirt and shorts. I stood just inches away from her."Yeah, I guess," she replied quietly, backing away a few steps to get more personal space. As she did so, I. “I’ve already got a lovely pleasure-slave lined up in here for me,” I lied, pointing to the door of suite 1611.“Oh, I see,” Marcus said, a little grin appearing.“Now you go along with Raquel, she’s going to introduce you to your birthday present,” I said, opening the door to Suite 1611 slightly, “I’ll see you downstairs later. There’s no time limit, so just enjoy yourself, don’t be nervous.”“Yes, uncle,” Marcus replied, as Raquel led him away.They walked down the corridor, arm-in-arm, around. Daddy was trying to find a place where the hot salt water wasn't crowded with dead facedown Marines ... sullen in the small surf.Where some of the second wave of landing craft weren't landing sideways and turning over because the helmsman was standing bolt upright, hands clenched tightly to the spokes of the wheel but missing everything from the neck up. Turning over and spilling bloody screaming body parts, unrecognizable as the 36 buddies he'd shared a last cigarette with and then climbed.