We talked about mundane, day-to-day things. I explained a bit about my new business and what was happening. She seemed happy for me and was pleased to...see me break out of the mold I had been trapped in. We didn't touch on the fact that it was my walking out that had been the trigger for my decision to strike out on my own.Sylvia left after we finished the breakfast dishes. I hugged her and wished her a Happy New Year once more. I could see the beginnings of tears in her eyes, but she was. "I give her an approving nod and a free smile.“But I want fifty-fifty. You are transmutative, right?”"Why do you think that?" Well, you weren't as good looking the first time I scanned the bar?"Debbie was, if nothing else, observant. I smile and nod enthusiastically while registering her request. Underneath my skirt, my vagina folds outward to form the basis of a penis which will transmute fully in the next fifteen minutes. Not everything changes quickly and I have put the setting on high. She looks like she wants it- she likes how handsome it is- how hot and ready it feels in her palm. She could not have been in a dirtier place, yet she has got a perfect lund in her hand that belongs to a high class dude. She would have found him only in the best pubs or here in his dirty, shambolic, dangerous place. I must be there to abuse myself. I will abuse her body too if she lets me. I can really hurt her with my big dick. I will not care even the least. I will ravage her body like a. ‘One day, a council member, I can’t remember which one of them it was, sought me out, handed me a cookie, patted me on the head, wiped his hand on his chest-cloth, and told me I was twelve years old. Then he straightened himself and asked how much longer he had to wait for the four full-balls of silk-thread his wife needed.’ ‘Four full-balls of silk-thread?’ blurted Lei. ‘He must have been rich.’ ‘Actually he was,’ said Black. ‘How did you know?’ ‘Four full-balls of silk-thread,’ said Lei..