They all tried hard to save his life when they tell their stories. The man died for hours. He died a little every hour of his life, but the final hou...s were obvious. He gurgled as he gasped for air. We heard his moans for help, although we had closed the glass door to shield us from them. Not due to pure immorality, but because we couldn’t do anything. It is terrible to hear a man gasp for air. To hear him drown when he is not submerged. We watched the monitor as his heart deteriorated under. Also there were Penny and her lesbian lover Sam. When Penny came out we were all shocked. She had lots of guys, myself included on a couple of occasions, and really seemed to like the sex, and often initiated it. We all arrived at dinner time, so we fired up the grill and had a cookout. After that we settled on the beach with a cooler of beer and some bud. We got sufficiently loosened up and pretty soon we were telling sex stories. Kind of truth or dare, without the dares. Kate shared the story. Look up and see yourself being fucked in the ass," she said."Look at the girl in those mirrors, that girl is you."My breath came in gasps, the intensity of the fucking...seeing myself inthis way...deeply feminine and erotic sensations intertwined in me."You've been that girl ever since you were five and felt the'difference'. Felt the girl inside you that people didn't want to seebecause you had a penis and you were a -boy-." But you weren't Andy...you were a girl. And you knew you were a girl.. ”“I guess,” remarked Warstomp.Inside, Warstomp handed the message to the hostess. She told them to wait a moment and she would be right back. When she returned, she was escorted by an imp that looked almost identical to Pooka.“Warstomp,” the ugly thing beamed. “I’m Hallievous. Welcome to my establishment. I’ve got a VIP table over here for you all.”“Good to meet you, Hallievous,” Warstomp replied.“Follow me,” the imp said. “Rizoga, get them a round of ales.”The beer was delicious and cold..