You know I am not like your father or my father but doesthat mean I have to cross-dress?" Are you a dog and afraid of a little pair of panties?" No, b...ut that's not the point," I argued. "I am not a macho man like ourfathers but I don't have to be a cross dresser to prove it do I?" Without seeing you cross-dress I will always wonder if secretly you are adog," she replied quietly."I don't know..." I started."Does your masculinity really feel threatened by this pair of panties?" shesaid dangling. When a saleswoman asked if I needed some help, I said, ‘Not yet, I’m just looking right now. ‘ When I saw the target ring up a sale and hand the man his shoes, I picked up a pair of thigh-covering boots, then headed in his direction. He came from behind the register and almost ran me over. He stepped back and asked, ‘May I help you Miss?’ ‘Why, yes sir. I’d like to try these on in a size 6. He looked at my selection and headed into a back room. I had a seat in one of the chairs. With my legs. They roamed in the sea, seemingly unconcerned from the aquatic schools of Deformed Beings.‘Here is the opposite’, Zax noticed. ‘Maybe it’s specific to this area of the sea, but here one scale Deformed Being and regular aquatic creatures are more common than two scales Deformed Beings’.With was an interesting discovery, which made Zax first suspect that the reason for it was the existence of a three scale Deformed Being. However, no matter how far he advanced or how diligently his Soul Sense. Wave after wave of almost electric energy flooded through me, my arms and legs twitching. I opened my eyes to see John’s face, screwed up in ecstasy. I felt his body tense up as with one enormous thrust he discharged his man juice into me. Finally we both relaxed, catching our breath, me lying on his shoulder. He drew me to him, hugging me. “That was wonderful, Nicki. Absolutely wonderful.” He slipped a hand between my legs, then drew it up for me to see. There, sure enough, was the mixture.