The evenings had been pleasant, even though they were split between knife work and work on the bike. Kevin was starting to pick up on the forge and an...vil work some; although he was a beginner, he was proving to have some talent at it and showing some interest in it. It seemed likely that he might stay with it some once the work on the little Harley was completed. It would be nice if that worked out; over the years the knife making had proved to be a solitary hobby, but Jason enjoyed the. I looked around the room again to make sure no one was looking. No one was. Carter's eyes were glossing over and he was moaning under his breath."Fuck, that feels good," he said as leaned in and kissed me again.I don't know if it was the drinks, the jealousy over my wife and her new girl-toy, or finally realizing my own desires, but I had found myself making out with another man, my hand stroking his cock, and I was in heaven. Then came the next test of my femininity. Carter put his lips to my. She could see herself, a helpless,controlled, beautiful bimbo, sat in a chair in a secret researchfacility, her hair done like a glamour girl, having her face injectedwith botulinum toxin."Oh come now, don't be so melodramatic," this time it was Lydia's voice,"lots of women pay very good money for exactly this treatment."Jenna continued making her injections, this time around the outsides ofLita's eyes."I've heard that girls as young as eighteen are now having this done sothat they can look. Toward the bottom, we guided him more directly down the gradient so that we picked up a little speed. We came to a graceful stop right in front of Muireann.“By all that is holy and grand, I say that coming to live with you was the best decision ever!” Tommy cried, his face beaming.Even Muireann had nothing to say about that. In fact, a small smile was having trouble hiding on her face.“Your turn,” I called.“Me?” she whimpered.“You saw Tommy do it,” Lara pressed. “It’s not that hard.”“But he.