I was now looking forward to finding a wife, and that surprised me a lot.I did wear my best clothes to church, and that meant that I had to buy a new ...set of everything but boots, belt, and hat. I had this thing about going anywhere unarmed, so I carried my Starr revolver in my left pants' pocket. I even had a few extra cartridges in my right pocket. I did not say anything to Martha about it, but I think that she knew because of the way my pants hung. Oh, well, Martha did not complain, and that. " Junior got to his feet and lunged for her. She wasn't as fast as him so she didn't get far. He slammed into her, grabbing her around the waist. He pivoted right before she slammed into her dresser, taking the blunt of the impact but he didn't gain any sympathy points from her. The dresser shook when he hit it then they fell to the floor. Sky tried crawling away and managed to get to her feet but he quickly got to his feet and pinned her to the wall. "What the hell is going on in here," her. He grabbed my hair and pushed my head farther down on his cock, forcing me to deep-throat him again. I let him control how fast I sucked his cock. He thrust forward trying to fuck my throat, but I gagged and took his cock out of my mouth again. My eyes were watering and my lips felt wet and plump. "God, I love making you gag." To give my gag reflex a break, I moved my hand up and down on his cock, slippery from my spit,turning and pivoting my hand as I went. I rubbed my thumb along his. Hair cut in a conservative boy-cut in an ironic twist of fate. My skin tone was a few shades lighter than the paper bag brown it was before this change. My lips were fuller, and everything seemed wrong with my body, because it was. My fairly muscular arms became fairly muscular legs. My hips were much wider, my fingers and hands were smaller, more delicate. The reflection of a reflection of a Nia Long look alike with her mouth slightly agape was now me."Oh Shit!" I spoke for the first time.