You know very well we got more for just the half-load of those four-legged shit factories then we did for the rest of this junk." Then why didn't we j...ust fill up with sheep and not bother with the rest?" he asked. "I already have to clean crap out of one half of the boat; doing it for the other half isn't much worse." All of it was pre-ordered," Antal answered. "I'm not going to drop anybody's cargo that I've already promised to deliver even if it does mean making a silver or two less on the. She prefers to leave herself unshaven, except for some trimming, and her downy bush enhances the beauty of the pink slit it frames. Her inner lips were a darker pink and engorged with her lust, and were blossoming their way out through that slit. I spread the edges and was met by the fragrant cloud I expected, and I gazed into the beauty of the shiny-wet pink hole that was the source of the juices that smelled and tasted so wonderful. However, looking at a pussy and smelling and tasting one. ”“Do you want to talk about it?”“Not right now,” he said dejectedly. “I need to be by myself for a while.” He turned to leave, heading down the beach.“Well, if you want to talk it over, you’ve got a sympathetic ear here. Just come find me.” He waved a hand to indicate he had heard me, but continued walking away. I wryly thought of the differences between men and women. Horace had taken ten seconds of my time and was done talking. I had no doubt that Janie would be chatting with Patricia. I knew that I hadn't always been a woman but it felt more natural to think of myself as such instead of thinking that I was a man in a woman's body. My parents finally left and my sister came close to the bed. " So? How do you like being the younger sister now?" She asked. " I'm older than you!" I protested. " Uh, not anymore. You are nearly seven years younger than me now." She chided. " Chronological age doesn't count." I demanded. She laughed. " Anyway, how are you dealing with all this?" ".