." Look, I just want to experience a bit of what its like to be a girl.What's wrong with that? I'll get in touch with my feminine side. Andwe'll be t...ins! You'll get to meet yourself! Won't that beincredible? And think the conversations we could have about the natureof self, of personhood, of gender?And if you like, we'll act out any game, any fantasy you like! Thinkof what you could do with a twin! The possibilities - playing rolesor games, acting out fantasies, involving you and -- you!. As I relax, we talk for an hour and you ask if I had taken my lunch and if not if I would like to get something to eat and talk more. I say yes and we walk out to your car. We are talking while you drive and I am not paying attention until you pull into a quiet abandoned lot. "You didn't think we were really getting something to eat did you?" you say with a devious gleam in your soft, brown eyes. You start to unbutton and unzip my pants. I move my hands to stop you and you just stare into my. She stepped them apart and it bumped up against a hot set of pussy lips. Reason vanished and I led her to my bed.Pulling me tight against her, she kissed me with all the energy she could muster. Her tits were firm and hard nipples pressed into my chest. In a husky voice she ordered, “I want you to ... fuck me!”I’m not sure I ever heard her use the F word before. No matter, this wasn’t a case of love anyway. Lust was running rampant and she was going to see it through. Her crotch was smelling of. To my surprise, Chief and the war chief asked my opinion on what to do.All I had to go on were the Western movies and TV programs that I had seen in my former life, but I did know that the Comanches could not ride through our people if we were closely bunched. Therefore, I recommended that all of the horses be brought together and the women and children be sheltered among them. I figured that the Comanches would try to salvage as many horses as possible, and they might be used in place of the.