So, I needed to keep myself out there, make sure people could still depend on me. I have a good rep and had to make sure it stayed good.What did I do?... Actually that's a good question. The simple answer is just about anything anybody needed me to do, within limits. I said before I dealt in information and that's exactly what I did: I moved information around and collected a fee for doing it. No, I'm no computer genius; I can't hack someone's protected net, but I know someone who can. I make sure. It seems that uncle’s huge member had done some interesting operation inside her. I saw her pussy hair was shining with his semen. And some was still oozing out of her hole. She went to bathroom to get clean up.Uncle was on bed having a cigarette. When mom came back, she started getting dress. She was putting some effort on wear her panty and while having a look at it, uncle got hard again. He lean towards mom and pull her on him by holding her panty. This time mom shown less resistance. She. If coach Clarkson had caught me... I was turning into such a pervert.I headed to meet up with Pita and go home with her. I passed more students telling me, “You’re so brave!” like I had any control with coming down with Futanari Syndrome. It was just a strange roll of the genetic dice. I came up snake eyes or maybe double sixes.I guess it depended if I saw being futa as having a glass half empty or half full.Half full. I was liking having a futa-dick.“There she is!” Pita grinned when I. So I knew I wanted a bigger one. I felt like all eyes were on me as I looked at the different sizes they had. I chose a clear one, 11cm long, wider than the last but not too big in case my master wanted a turn… I got to the till expecting to purchase all of these things when I was told to put the rope back. I was a little disappointed but as I was told, we do already have rope. And I had to out something else back too, my choice. I decided to put the nipple and clit clamps back (however, they.