This’ll make sense later.Our story begins in the forests of ancient greece. The messenger god Hermes was floating above the trees, sorting letters t...at Zeus instructed him to deliver to his mistresses, the king couldn’t even be faithful to his own sidechicks. “Hey, Hermes!” the god in question looked and saw his half sister Artemis sitting on a log while skinning a boar.“Oh, hey Artemis!” Hermes greeted as he joined the huntress on the log.“Father sent you to deliver letters to his mistresses. When not at work, I spend most of my time dressing and acting like thewoman I sometimes wish I was. I dress fully from head to toe, work on mymake up skills, practice my feminine mannerisms, and generally try toemulate all things that women do naturally. It is because of this why Ilooked forward to the strike and being able to spend some extended timeas my alter ego, Bobbi Anne.-------------------------------------------------------------For many months now the company I work for refused to. I decided on my trusty 9 incher with the suction cup base. It has an average girth and a nice missile shaped head and veined shaft that really feels good sliding in and out. Getting out a condom and my favorite lube, I decided on a location for my self pleasuring adventure...the shower...I strip down naked and slip into the tile lined shower and find a good position to attach my dildo to the wall. I though I would start out in a standing position for my initial ass spreading and could already. On reaching the parking lot, Oliver took a deep breath and asked, “Did you ever have that happen before?”“That afternoon when I got sick by the road was the first time. At least, I think that was why I was sick,” Oscar answered.“And you haven’t been out to the glade?”“Not at all,” Oscar answered.Shaking his head, Oliver said, “I’ve never heard of a Druid getting a gift from the Gods and Goddesses without a visitation. Of course, I’ve never heard of a gift that comes and goes, so I don’t know.