The problem was that my body craved something much different now. Chocolate brown eyes, firm hands, and a long, thick cock. But at least my vibe scrat...ched a temporary itch. It was one of those nights when I’d played until I came and still couldn’t sleep when my phone dinged. “Hey. Remember me?” With a picture. A picture of him. What the fuck? “How did you get this number?” “I asked our mutual friends who you were. Told them I had to leave before I could get your digits.” “Did you mention that. Jess told her that wasn’t necessary what with everything she was already helping with but she insisted.We had a caterer set up some folding tables and a buffet dinner. Nothing fancy as it was a bachelor party after all but plenty of carbs for energy. Finger sandwiches, pulled pork, chicken wings, meatballs, and the like. Along with a platter of cookies and brownies as well.I hit the liquor store and picked up plenty of assorted beers; Bud Light because it was legally required for pretty much. Including some degree of mercy. Ryan can see it already. Actually, Ryan can hear it all happening. Ryan can hear Gina begging her, begging Ryan in your softest and sexist voice. To release Gina.Why would Ryan place Gina's journey to risk? Ryan suspects Gina's questioning. Why is Ryan sharing these things with Gina now?Simple because Ryan can.You see, Gina this is not about ordinary sex. This is about loving, a love that takes you beyond.For Gina, this presents a dilemma, a paradox even.Gina. I had asked my fairy's master to give me a couple of days to finalize the decision and I would let him know. I needed to discuss this with my fairy husband who was feeling ashamed a bit of his act after he had come like every other sissy does. Master had left and now we were going to discuss this between ourselves. We were both sitting on the floor and I took my fairy in my arms and gave him a hug. I never felt good when I wasn't in complete control of the situation. I didn't want to just give.