Oh, well, a fellow could dream, couldn't he?Speaking of dreaming... well, why not put the subway token under his pillow when he went to bed? Couldn't ...urt, could it? All right now, make a wish. Wish I may, wish I might, get lucky with this token tonight. Well, at least the damn thing rhymes. Should be good for a wet dream, at least.The dreams were strange. Beautiful women, half-naked and tantalizingly out of reach. Beckoning to him with lewd gestures, promising the most obscene pleasures if. Maybe I'm wrong. It is a bit small, but it is of too high a value for a child such as you to carry about. I'm sure it's my brother's ring. I'm sure of it. I'll have to ask him. No, that's no good either. I know what I'll do. I'll accept it as payment for the troubles he's put me through."I was speechless. How was I going to change back now without the ring?"Where are your parents? Where do you live?" my brother asked, but I wastoo overcome with shock and fear to answer.What was I going to do?. Have I been so inattentive, or focused exclusively upon Mom’s genitals, that I failed to notice till now, her hairy pits? Remembering now the whiff of feminine perspiration I noticed when embracing her in the doorway, leads to a belief, I haven’t noticed the whole of reality for a long time!Putting aside my desire to nuzzle her arm pits for a minute, I concentrate on discovering other things about Regina, things I was blind to in the past. Her figure, for one. Regina seemed fat in her galley. He's kind of cute," She said to herself, biting her plump lip.Their eyes met in the classroom one day as he collected quizzes. She sat by me at the end of the row. I was second to the end. His eyes moved down her body. Something told her he was checking her out. She smirked again. "This is new..." She thought. That day she was wearing a skirt, showing off her flawless ebony legs. She wasn't doing very good in the class."This shit might work..." Sharmell thought, as she licked her lips.