So sweet and tasty. We lay there and catch up,drink a little more,start making out some more and now Darrel wants to fuck me.Now,I have to be pretty h...gh and horny because he’s BIG,like you.So,I break out a joint and we smoke that and drink some more and finally I get comfortable enough to go for it.He removes my thong and I grease his rock hard cock with copious amount of Vaseline he takes a small applicator filled with baby oil and squirts that up my bum and starts with working one then two. "Hey, I'm just kidding around," Botilda soothed me. "I mean, The Girl Who is never a Program girl, right?"That was true. Of course, we'd only had the Program since January, and The Girl Who seems to have been around forever. I suppose that in the history of the human race, it's probably happened somewhere. But now, there was a tendency to specifically say, " ... and she hadn't even been in the Program!"As we rode to Botilda's place, I thought a little more about The Girl Who. She never was a. Want a drink?”“Just a small one, I have to drive remember? I’ll roll a joint.” “Use mine. What about my surprise?“Not yet, maybe tomorrow.” I went into the kitchen and poured two glasses of brandy. I thought I needed at least two snifters. I returned to the living room just as Nicole lit up a joint. She passed it to me and I took a lung full and passed it back to her. I held the smoke in until I couldn’t hold it any longer then exhaled. We continued to pass the joint back and forth until I. "O.K., it's an old joke, but the reason I was thinking about it is thatit all fits. That something special that you had back then. What wasMom's word for it? Oh yes, your 'winning' quality. I know you know thatdeep down every woman has something masculine in her and every man,something feminine. In your case, that 'extra something' made you likethat last man in the joke. Inside the Danny I know and love is the realyou, not just something feminine, but a real woman, and now she has aname:.