“All fucking right, it was only once.” I stammered as me face went bright red, “Ever ready me.”“Fuck anything anything any time?” John Hun... the bookie from Matson street walked out the bog and started taunting me. Hunt the Cunt as we called him.“Long as its over 18, and has a cunt and a pulse,” I protested.“Like a cow?” he laughed.“Technically they has a vestibule not a cunt,” I said using my superior intellect gained from watching pointless fucking game shows and similar crap on pointless. My doctor wants togive me stronger HRT drugs because he thinks I'm upset that the currentones aren't growing boobs and shrinking my dick fast enough. Nothing is'great' about this. What do I say to get out of this?I was still gawping at him when he finished writing out theprescriptions and stood to shake my hand and leave. I shook a bit as Ipacked up my things and headed out. I tried to sound chipper as Isigned out and the receptionist assured me my new prescriptions would bein the mail. Samantha wore a blue jean and matching top. Samantha blinked but did not move. Oviya got angry and pulled Samantha by her hair so hard that Samantha felt intense pain on her head. Samantha then agreed to strip. Samantha unbuttoned her jean and pushed them down and pulled her top above her head and dropped them near her jean. She stood with a pink panty and a bra. Anjali stood up and came close to Samantha and asked her to tie her hands above her head. Then Anjali took a scissors and slowly cut. There was also some really stinky seaweed. In the harbor there were only the local fishing boats moored to the docks. A lazy sea gull or two soared in the sky screeching at the interlopers on the beach. They sat on the sand for a awhile until something bit Barbara on the rear."Ow, what the heck just bit my butt? Golly Ken that really hurts! Would you look at it? Geez it stings!"Ken looked around. He saw no one looking at them other than Raphael who had moved to the front of Barbara. So Ken got.