I staggered to my feet, sparing my left arm a look as cold adrenaline pumped into my bloodstream. Broken forearm, that calm voice told me. It needed t... be splinted, I was advised. Swallowing hard, I stumbled around the patio until I came to the stairs. The screaming had stopped and now the horrible stench of burnt meat filled my nostrils. Burnt pork, I thought almost laughing wildly. ‘Bitch, the other white meat!’ the voice in my head shouted. I was going into shock and I didn’t have time for. “What do you think?” Alison asked Kim, nodding to me. Kim blushed slightly and smiled. “Yeah, ok. I’m up for it”, as though I had passed a test. “Both holes?” Alison added and Kim nodded again embarrassed. “Kim’s a virgin. She’s only had it up the arse.” Alison told me. “She was saving herself, but when I told her about me and you she began asking lots of questions and became very curious”. Kim looked on mortified sipping a beer, but conceded this to be true. “How do you know one another?” I. With olive tone skin, brown pony hair, framing those amazing eyes the color of honey and full but slender lips, she was perfect. She was athletic but would be considered slender. In fact she possessed that bit of extra flesh which gave her breasts and magnificently sexy ass that quality that makes people want to reach forward and caress them,Cute. Very cute, Wow She looked at me again, and surreptitiously checking me out at leisure while i wasn’t watching. God . . . she had fantastic thighs, I. "What?" said Paul taken aback."Only kidding."Paul cleared his plate and took it in to the kitchen. He then went tothe bathroom to make really sure.He looked in the mirror and thought for a moment that it seemed higherup. Only fractionally. He knew that wasn't the case. He had shrunk.He went to his room and got a pencil. He went over to the door frame andstood by it, and drew a line above his head with the pencil. He turnedto look where it had been placed. It was a good 2 centimetres below.