Only the purple and pink crown came through. Holy shit. I didn’t know cocks could shed their skin like that. Like a snake? I couldn’t pretend th...at it was a tree anymore. The thing in my hand was a cock and I wondered what else I didn’t know about it. I stroked it. And as I stroked, it thrust against me, accentuating every movement. Damn if that wasn’t the hottest thing I had ever done. The fingers of my left hand wandered down between my legs. I needed it now. It was hard doing both hands. The ER attending doctor told me that because of a severe blow to the head, my husband could have memory loss. Before they could verify that diagnosis, however, my husband came to, snuck out of the hospital and has not been seen since. I need to find out if there are some common actions or behaviors that a man in that position might do, and then, perhaps, I can use them to track his movements.”“I see. Let’s have dinner and after this date we can talk about it.”“Doctor, this is not a date.”“If. His adrenalin was rushing as he went inside to the brightlylit store. Quickly he grabbed a soda from the fridge and went up to thecashier who really wasn't even paying attention. Standing on the otherside of the counter he knew the clerk could not see his legs, still hisheart pumped. He left without incident.The next time he went he put on a pair of light grey pantyhose under hissilk shorts and this time he wore pink shorts just to make sure there wasno doubt that he was a man in woman's. “She wouldn’t be so bold as to outright physically attack Cyra,” he states.“But she’d use her wits against her,” Rob finishes the thought.“With Gwen now in my possession, it would be the perfect time to strike,” Brady says, his mind flourishing with the endless possibilities. But being quick witted, the man realizes that the possibilities can be negative. “There is the trouble of Cyra. Even if she kills Eris, the woman will just have a new heir and we’ll be right back where we started.”“Then.