And for what, short moments of tenderness from a laying, self-indulgent, adulterous cunt. I couldn’t stand her touch, her voice, or her cruelty, not...to him, and certainly not that which was directed at me. I hope she dies soon and in prolonged, terrible, agony from a terrible disease. Hopefully, cancer, maybe flesh-eating bacteria that consumes her over many months, while I feed her just enough nourishment, for it to take a long, long time for her to die.I have this tension; it builds in me,. Still, she wanted to have some fun tonight. She slipped on a slinky black dress and some black stilettos, and headed out the door. Outside, it was warm and cozy for an October night. Not a hint of wind. She called a taxi, and climbed in, taking out her compact mirror for one last glance. Alice wasn't supermodel pretty, but she was considered attractive by her peers. She thought her pale skin was nice and clear, without a hint of a freckle. She had long, straight dark hair, and green eyes. Alice. . She's not into guys. She told me that." You don't look like a guy right now to me." But I'm supposed to be a guy, and I want to go back to being one! Sohow does it work? I just take the costume off and I change back?" It's not quite that simple, and it wasn't the costume that did it." But if it wasn't the costume, then what changed me?" I asked, beforesuddenly realizing the bowl of that same pink-wrapped candy that she'dhanded me earlier. "The candy is what did it." Exactly. The costume was. ‘Just look?’ she asked. ‘Oh yes, that more than enough but I’ll need to let my lad out aswell’ and with that Arthur whipped out a large fat semi erect cock. Katrina had never seen one so fat and wasn’t sure how much bigger it would get when erect. It looked like it wouldn’t spring to life but more mushroom to a slightly bigger size. Katrina was mad to touch it, to feel its warmth in her mouth but she decided to let Arthur lead the way. He immediately grabbed at the gusset of her panties and.