Another weird oddity of thetransformation.Now that he was Burt, now that he had gained access to some of Burt'smemories, he was finding himself identi...fying things via those memoriesrather than through his own original ones. If the real Burt had looked atthis horse he would have been prompted by a series of memories to knowthat it belonged to his employer. Now that Ann was tapping into randommemories, his subconscious was also, it seemed, latching onto some ofthose associations. He remembered. “All the romantics of our little family have left and now you’ll listen to me. Maybe you thought you fell in love with a prince and he would ride with you on his white horse into the sunset. I don’t care about your dreams, but I can assure you his horse isn’t white. It probably depends on your own personality whom you choose. Some will tell you it’s Roban, others may say it’s Iane, but to me Athea is hopefully the scariest creature I’ll ever meet in my life.Yesterday, after the mock trial. ”Paul couldn’t contain himself while hearing his wife’s screams and shoved his cock into her mouth and she gladly took it while rubbing herself even harder. The thought of Matt finally fucking his wife as Sarah was sucking his cock made him worry about losing his load too soon. Sarah was so excited to be finally sucking his cock and couldn’t wait to fuck it. Hearing Cathy yelling so loudly was more than she ever planned to happen. She rubbed her cunt harder towards her first orgasm with Paul. I used to like camping out when I was a kid. I’m not enough of a loner to enjoy it now, though. Have gone to deer camp with a bunch of buddies, but I don’t go for the late night drinking and such. I’m the stick in the mud.”“Hopelessly boring,” I countered. “Part of the reason I was living by myself in an apartment.” And why am I telling HIM this?“Me, too. I saw drinking as something you did with friends to kind of smooth off the edges of an evening, not as a means of being able to pull shit in.