"A Losing Season: Chapter 5. Reflections TwoMichael wandered about the locked bedroom listlessly. Thehouse was cool and he had put on the least offe...sive things hecould find - the terry cloth robe, a pair of white cottonpanties and some white socks. That doctor-student of Jane'shad made a careful sweep of the room, and had removed severalthings that might be used as a weapon before removing therestraints. They'd even turned off the water to his bathroomso he could not try and drown. Mother has surveillance everywhere and the juicies are run as "Specials" nearly every night. (Mother has Day and Night, it helps the crew keep their shifts straight) The usual fare in the auditorium is pretty mundane; assaults, temper tantrums, some irritating quirks, things like that. They keep a list of requests for repeats. The funny stuff gets played over and over until it's not funny. My little scene with Door got old pretty quickly. It's not funny when you know the punchline.Red Hot Sex. .this... thing in the face. Was he shrinking? Wait- the mist made the thing's face look almosthandsome, with a stout neck and hardening features. "He" gripped Shawn'sshoulders tightly, and he could feel them burning.Suddenly, the misty head sprouted hair: black, thick hair that quicklygrew. Shawn felt something tickling his shoulders. His now bareshoulders?He looked down and saw his thick rabbit suit was gone, replaced by whatlooked like a woman's swimsuit. No- not a swimsuit: a one piece. I loved watching him get turned on by looking at my cock.Over time we developed a good rapport. Whenever we saw each other out in the workout area of the Y, we would give each other a knowing nod but never talked openly in public. Given my age he was wise to not be too forward with me. We got to know each other's routine and would always end up in the sauna alone together around the same time when no one else was there.Don would typically spend about 30 mins going back and forth from sauna,.