He pounded on the window and asked if he could hitch a ride for a few miles. I said ok. He got in and buckled up and turned toward me and squeezed his...crotch again. I smiled and asked whaere he was going. He said 3 exits up. I said ok. he grinned and said.. Nice cock mister. I smiled and said thanks. he was tenting and said wanna see mine. It looked rather big, so I sad sure wouldn't mind. He leaned forward a bit and then slid his shorts down exposing a completely naked crotch and a huge. I simply began to read the funky book without thinking twice about the glowing and slowly vanishing letters. It was definitely cool.The book went over how to bind the power of demons in books. Interesting topic. If I understood this right, the writers focused the very essence of some strong magical monster in a book. Someone really had an active fantasy there. Well, should I ever find such a book I would need to be careful. I was proud to get that thought in my state.The book went on to. The remaining fifty-one entries were numbered in strict alphabetical order of their given names, and a General Audience was held during which the lucky ten numbers were selected. Since these numbers were lucky, the entrants would be referred to by those numbers during the competition. Three months were then allowed for the final tutoring and preparation of the women.The winners were, in order of being drawn, which would also determine the order of testing, numbers twenty-four, fifty-one, nine,. The tiny thong slid in between my butt cheeks, and the small piece of satin did nothing to conceal my testicles and growing erection. The front was decorated with two small, red ribbons. Around the waist, the thin thong was trimmed with ruffles, and as I looked in the mirror, I could see my balls through the thin, lacy edges. With the panties clinging to my crotch, I instantly felt slightly feminine, but became aware that my body didn't quite match the underwear. Tufts of pubic hair were.