"Just goingover what you did to me and other things that I've done before, by theway are you ticklish," a hopeful Dylan. "That's something you'll need...tofind out," Bethany challenged. "Any time you want start, take your timeand have fun."Dylan started sucking on Bethany's fingers, "you forgot this one," Dylantook his time with all ten fingers getting a little TLC, in betweenfingers, he would kiss or lick the inner wrist. "MMM, good start. Usingone to hold Bethany's hand to his mouth, the other. Dropping his tools, John sat on a wooden bench, releasing his hardening dick from his breaches. The purple head glistened with pre cum, and he began to stroke the pulsing rod, imaging Clara naked and on her knees in front of him. In his imagination, Clara's lips wrapped around his cockhead, sucking and licking his growing manhood. The mare sensed his growing need, panting and stomping in her stall. John had never considered fucking the mare, but his need was growing and Clara's actions were. " What? For my own good? How is not informing me that I'm not a real person for my own good?" I shouted, extremely angrily.I could feel my face turning red from the shouting. But I couldn't help but feel small and ignored, I felt like my small voice dissipated on the way to John's ears."Why do you think you were turned into Michael in the first place? You think it was because we wanted to play around with your head? We had to hide you. Michael, you are a hated person." John exclaimed."What are. I was digesting what I had just seen. I had only recently learned of Maggie’s past with her friend Jen at university. What I had seen removed any doubt that she had bisexual tendencies.There was also no doubt about the eroticism of what I had witnessed. It just added to my confusion and doubt about what the future held for Maggie and me.I thought I would be spending the rest of the night at the top of the house, but I returned to Kat’s room. I reflected that this was a pretty good backup.