I’ll tell you when you can come.” My puzzlement soon faded as she responded passionately to my thrusts, almost as if making sure I was man enough ...to outlast everything she gifted me with, and when she finally said, “Sto per venire! Vienimi dentro,” my first spurt shot into her just as the sun peeked into the window and slammed into my eyes. As she screamed with each of my thrusts, I felt as if the sun were filling my mind as I was filling her body. I fully drained more spurts into her than I. Oh, oh! Miguel was crying. She rushed outside and there was a bloody forehead. Not a lot though. Courtney walked the two boys down to Miguel's house and explained to Ramirez what seemed to have happened. They went into the kitchen and dad cleaned off the cut. A Band-Aid took care of it and the boys rushed away to resume their play.Ramiro was grateful for her concern and offered her a drink. She declined the soda but some ice tea was gladly accepted. As she looked around she noticed how little. That changed quickly though. I felt an even smaller brush move across my eyelids, then my lips. It was difficult not to flinch at the contact, but I resisted. Very soon, the only thing that I felt was a bit of dabbing, as though they were powdering my whole body.They finished and told me to open my eyes. I was facing the mirror and barely could recognize myself. Staring back at me was a clearly male Gamora. They had put a ton of eye shadow over my body to keep the paint from drying out. Better now than when she got up this morning. I think she's downstairs now, anyway, watching TV with Jaimie."He threw the ball back at the garage door for me to catch. "Want to do something?" he asked."I guess," I answered. "What did you have in mind?" Come on, I'll show you something," he said. He reached for the ball, and put the ball and his baseball mitt into the basket on his bike, then climbed on. "Follow me. I found out something that I think you'll really like."It sounded mysterious.