His job sounded like it was invented by someone to fill a need that no body knew existed simply because it was a need that no body had. He explained t...hat he was looking for someone to be a personal assistant for him and that if I was interested I could get in touch with him. Normally I would ignore such a message but after 2 months of unemployment the cupboards were beginning to look a little bare and a quick search online found him to be legitimate. I returned his message and inquired further. It was better than I ever thought. I controlled the action. I penetrated him. I made him accept my juices. There was no passivity involved. Like using a dildo, but better. A dildo isn't a tool for cumming; it's a tool for helping a woman cum by being the aggressor.And the professor was my fantasy boy, a pretty, not too feminine guy with really big tits. If he was just wearing a dress. Problem with feminizing a guy is that if they do accept their feminization, they jump into it whole hog. No guy. . dofus! We weren’t ready for this yet!” Daiyu yelled at him.A giant quake started to befall on the temple. Sárkány backed away from the center as an opening began to form from the bottom of the floor. A large porthole began to appear. There was a light coming from deep from the pit below.“I am ready to face you foul creature ... whatever you are. I will cut you down!”Daiyu facepalmed, “Now we are in for it. This temple was designed to be a prison and now just released whatever was trapped in. When my sobbing subsided, he walked me over to the couch and told me to sit down. I did. He walked into my kitchen, and I couldn't help but to stare at him. After all, he was 6'2" and built. He brought me back a glass of water. I think that while I was crying in his arms, I wasn't crying over John. I was crying over the fact that the one I love was holding me, and it will never be more. And now, he and I sitting on my sofa, I realized that I'm over John. I love Derek. "What are you thinking.