It was inevitable that the fantasies would turn to reality at some perfectly opportune moment. That's exactly how it had started. I never considered t...he things we did to be cheating, because I always knew before she did anything. She openly shared all the details of the encounters as much as possible. For the time being, We had satisfied our fantasies, and no longer had the d**g fueling that fire. We settled into a more conventional sex life that was still more exciting than most. She still had. D'Dea reached down to her hips, undid her waistband, let her legplates fall. Pulled her panties down. The orc could not see what lay down that far - the visage of her lust-filled face and curvaceous torso blocked his sight - but he could see the activity, had a good idea of what was going to happen next.In a single motion, D'Dea lifted herself up and brought her hips down hard on the orc's groin. The orc grunted loudly. The night elf went up and down, up and down, hard, on his pelvis. The orc. Smarter women. Women who ran art galleries. Women who were lawyers. Women who could bench press more than I could. But none of the relationships ever took. It was then that I noticed that when I closed my eyes at night, or when I touched myself, all I could see was Molly with her red hair all around my pillow. She’d smile and kiss me slow gentle kisses at the moment when I’d begin my orgasm, I’d imagine her looking up at me in great surprise and with a tenderness reserved for virgins coming of. It couldn't work withmore than one guy in the community, you know that. No, I'm not going tohave a sex change, or take t-blockers or estrogen pills. Believe me,Mother wants me to. Right now, I'm having a mother/daughter relationshipthat boys just don't get to experience. It makes Mother extremely happy.She can talk to me about things that she could never talk to anyone elseabout, and she needs that release. Isn't it just right to allow her thatopportunity?" I see your point, bro, or sis,.