She always wins."Justin," she sugarly asks, "Do you want to fly back as a girl or asissy?" Can't I just be a boy on the plane?" I whine."Are we going ...to have to go over this again? ... I seem to remembersomething a certain little boy was saying just a few hours ago in Dr.Masterson's office. ... As I recall it was something about: I'm sorry forblaming mommy for my perversions. I love panties. Does that soundfamiliar, Justie? I get so turned on by the feel of silky panties that Ican barely. At that moment he's being urged by another cock, so he decided to take that one and stroke it in time with the first. He's going down a little further with his lips and seems to enjoy the taste of pre cum. It's not long before he's switching from cock to cock, licking and sucking like a pro. After all he's seen me do it several times before. So now we each have two, my two want to try out Marty, so I begin feeding him those two also. Marty is alternating between all four of our friends, I. Though I miss my girl friend too you know?" Tammy... I miss being Evelynn too, the way I feel right now though I'dprefer to stay as myself for life, and by myself I mean Adam!"Tamara smiles, "Hm and to think how revolted you were at the idea of beinga male when I first suggested it to you eh?" she says as she startscasually playing with Adam's tie.Adam makes an embarassed face. "Heh heh yeah don't remind me, I reactedridiculously haha! I'm glad you guys insisted and sort of forced me intoit, I. The bartender says, “Get out -- we don’t serve your type.”A mixed metaphor walks into a bar, seeing the handwriting on the wall but hoping to nip it in the bud.A comma splice walks into a bar, it has a drink and then leaves.Three intransitive verbs walk into a bar. They sit. They converse. They depart.A synonym strolls into a tavern.At the end of the day, a cliché walks into a bar -- fresh as a daisy, cute as a button, and sharp as a tack.A run-on sentence walks into a bar it starts flirting..