You should have had a friend with you," Said Greg."I ... I really don't have that many friends, and none that could come out here with me at this time.... I don't know if any of my childhood friends that might still live near or in what's left of the town, so I was kind of on my own." Well, I'll tell you ... you had me and Greg worried there, for a little. He even wanted to call someone for help. I think, for the moment, I want you to consider that you're not alone. And if the ghosts of your. “No, I forbid it!” Karen said sternly.‘Why would she not want my car washed,’ James thought, very puzzled. “I want your hair much longer, Jamie!” Karen said. She messed-up his growing hair with her fingers.“But long hair makes me look like a girl, Mistress!” he whined. He remembered his school days with a quiet shudder.“Exactly!” Karen said. “I love how you make yourself all girly for me! It really turns me on!” She said. “Just think, soon, we can put away that old wig. You will look. I come here once a week because, when I'm with you, I feel complete, the best man I can be. I can't explain it. It's like, if I could keep that feeling, to be able to be with you all the time, I wouldn't need anything else. It would be Heaven on Earth."Terri smiled, a warm loving smile. But her voice had a sharp edge when she spoke. "That's great. But, again, so what? If I told you the only way you could be with me all the time, was to give up everything else--your wife, your family, your job?. " Again I insisted and she finally gave an exasperated sigh and demanded, "Then prove it! Put up or shut up, fat boy!" Oh man, she called me a name! Not a particularly filthy, sexy name, but I had to grip the head of my dick firmly to keep from going over the edge."Fine," I said with mock anger. "You want to know, I'll tell you." So I told Jill about my worship of asses, and how in college I'd been known for spending hours kissing and feeling and sucking asses of horny women. I also detailed my.