" he wails."You want some cocaine or something," Sam asked."Yeah!" he screams. "Well there's a dealer in Clarksonville, black guy, less they lynched h...m as well." Sam joked, "You fixing on being a girl?" I'm not letting you do it," he said, "You butcher!" he said as he hauled his tee shirt part way back on and he couldn't get it over his tits."Look guy, what the hell do you expect for ninety nine dollars," Sam asked, "Anyways you had your quarter hour." "I was fixing on a sex change." he. Downstairs there was a spacious kitchen, rooms etc. The servants' quarters were some distance from the house. The house had a big compound all around it. There were no houses nearby.Upstairs there were three normal sized rooms and one very big room. That huge room which was more like a hall was fitted with a big bouncy bed. There were sofas, divans, dressing tables, wardrobes and what not. There were mirrors on the walls and on the ceiling above the bed. There was a very large attached bathroom. Great, I'm alone with two lesbians, and they're in great shape and I'm a porpoise. There ain't nobody on this side of the wall a man would want to fuck.It was dark by nine o'clock, and the lights went out on both sides soon after. The two lesbians went out to sit by the fire or smoke a joint or fuck in the woods or something, and I just lay in my sleeping bag, hating myself.Slowly I got to thinking, though... Troy just doesn't appreciate how sexy a full-figured gal-- okay, a fatass porpoise--. Matthew was relieved that he could now remove this horrid stuff from hisbody and with warm water spraying over him he swiped the wash cloth bitby bit over his skin to leave clear creamy flesh. He followed this witha good wash with a floral scented shower creme.He turned off the shower, stepped out of the bathtub and proceeded todry himself. Ms Thornbury heard the shower stop and returned to thebathroom."Finish drying yourself" she said and watched as he rubbed the towelover his legs."You.