"Where do I start?" "Anywhere you want." So you're saying, complete control?" Absolutely."I focus on the mirror, my gaze turning liquid on the surface... of the reflection.Who am I? Seeing that I've awoken next to a magical mirror and disemboweled voice of whom I presume to be a goddess, I assume I can be anything I fucking want.Woman? Man? I ponder for a moment, a big smile stretched across my idiot face throwing my arms up against the sky once more I scream with joy. "I'm a Sissy!" Oh now that's. We had some wild times together in the front and back seat of Jake's car.There was a lane off 301 that we used to go parking on. That lane was on the west end of the Morton farm and was used by farm trucks in the spring and fall. It was also used to carry water and fuel to the crop dusters. The rest of the time it was not used and grown up with weeds and grass. We used it for fun two or three nights a week until the state - in one of it drainage improvement programs - dug up the tile and left a. "I'm sure he was just trying to push you to be better, dear," Vivianchuckled. "Weren't you, Ed." Yeah." Ed recovered from the surprise of hearing John being so honest."Rosie is your 'girly' Sven-garlic and I am your physical fitness one."That made everyone laugh."Svengali, pal," Don laughed. "Do you guys like old movies? 'Svengali'is one of my favorites! John Barrymore and Marian Marsh... Barrymore isastounding in the film. There's a 1914 version, too, called 'Trilby,'after the novel. Herbert. She rested one leg on the window sill and the other I held in my hand, spreading them apart in front of me. I pushed the head of my manhood up to her vagina and gently worked it back and forth over her clit and then the folds of her vagina.“Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Put it in me and fuck me!”I pushed my manhood into her vagina. Even though she was wet, it was a tight fit. She grimaced as I pushed my pelvis against hers. She closed her eyes and then opened them wide as my pelvis crashed into hers..