…Lanie…, I said, blushing and trying to avoid eye contact. How was it, Miles? Good Lanie laughed, and turned to look at me, Why exactly do boys do...that? I mean, I feel like all you want from me is-well-pussy! Im sorry, Lanie! I answered, sitting next to her, Its just-I dont know-I hadnt done that in a few days, and you were here with me, and no one else was here… Miles, I really like you, and I wish we could move on, but Im just not ready- What if I did something for you? I suggested. Lanie,. But the title ‘Man in the Mirror’ seems to suit me, though I can choose my appearance, Man or Woman. I am a traveler that is never seen. I seek, every night for someone in deep yearning for passion more powerful than they have ever seen. It is not overly complex to find someone with this yearning. I simply slip though the Stream, the small reality what lurks behind your mirror. When going through the Stream, I hear what one says on the other side and find the looking glass. Most people don’t. “Oh God please, oh god please can I cum?” She asked me, but I couldn’t answer, out of breath. I didn’t understand how men managed. After only a minute or two, my pussy throbbed, desperate for more attention. My waist was already tired, and yet more pressing was the need to take her. I wanted to fuck her in front of everyone, to make her mine for one solitary second. “Should we let her cum?”The crowd cheered as Sandra leaned closer to Rachel, the difference between their status profound. The. "Didn't I tell you not to do anything drastic? Now I don't want to hearyou speak another word unless I say so. If you speak out of turn I willcastrate you. I can see by the look in your eyes that I have yourattention. Now I have to measure your gag reflexes. I have thismeasuring dildo and I am going to jam it down your throat to see howmuch you can take. Given your other talents I assume you will pass thistest with flying colors." She takes a thick black dildo with numbers onit and it starts.