My one hand slipped down inside my panties and Isoon was dribbling little cummies into the water.As I cleaned up I wondered if that's where was my lif... headed. While Billhad control, I had deep confusing thoughts:* I had relations with women, but they never lasted* I always liked dressing but didn't consider myself gay* I always thought I was average sized (until I held Bills thing)* I did enjoy dressing for him ....... And talking to him as well* He made my cream my panties, untouched!* I. ’ ‘Are you sure that we are friends?’ ‘Like blood to me, Kyrstof, that is what you are, and you know of that. Now tell.’ ‘The little rag doll you have outside…’ ‘Ah.’ Nothing more then that was needed to interrupt him. The sheer tone of understanding that filled such a simple sound seemed to encompass any further explanation that was about to be given. It had both men looking right at each other. One whose eyes were calm and straight forwards while the other could barely lessen the sudden. "I should punish you for making me angry today," I grumbled in a low voice, refusing to cave into her."You could," Emma pouted in reply, "or you could just make love to me. Personally, I think you'd enjoy that better than overexerting yourself by trying to punish me. Don't you think so, Jack?" I thought I was Adam now!" I said still refusing to cave in."You'll always be Jack to me," Emma replied, batting her eyes once more. "Jack is the boy who deflowered me one warm spring night and the man. I have fallen three stories off my roof onto the pavement, been run-over, and even struck by lightning a bunch of times in a row. I mean if you have a fondness for catheters, IVs, hospital food and having nurses waking you up all the time to poke at you, then please be my guest and fall on the way up. I am pretty sure my mom has the hospital, and all of my doctors, on a speed dial conference now.”Michelle looked at me with a completely shocked expression for a few seconds before Paula burst out.