Even if I handle it, it won't grow."Sara took Pamela's "manhood" in her hands and massaged it. "I tell you,Mike, she's a girl. Almost like me." As Sar... gently caressed Pamela'ssoft hairless flesh, which looked more like a child's penis than aman's, nothing changed. Nothing hardened. Pamela blushed in shame. Sheloved Sara; she loved that Sara touched her down there, but she wantedto be a man. Tonight she needed to be a man! No, she thought, she WAS aman! Or was she?Mike finally spoke. "Yea,. First and foremost, let me state up front that Sandra was a real hot number.My first impression was that she was a little bit too prim and proper for the kind of work I wanted her to do for me but I changed my mind after the double date I went on with her that highlighted her oral skills that were so much better than mine. She proved to me her eager attitude for dishing out oral gratification to male or female without any gender bias and her positive enthusiasm was like a wildfire spreading the. "Hey, I'm allowed. I'm old enough to be your mom." How far back are they going to dial your rejuve?" You've been listening."Kinny nodded."Cardable," she said. "Jail bait. Don't know." She laughed. "Don'tcare." She recited from her phone, "A healthier crew is moreproductive and takes fewer sick days." She frowned. "That's balls-outwrong. I read the articles they cite. But, hey. I might be able to getlaid again." She smiled. "Color me in." Mom, you don't look that bad."She laughed. "It's been. Ching Lee and Vicky were with me and Cindy and Mary Ann went with Mark. Mark and I both viewed this as a training session.My group walked along the north side of college. There were three huge parking lots there that would hold hundreds of cars each. Then there was a 50 foot strip of greenery, then a side walk, and then a two lane highway. On the other side of the highway there was large condominium style housing development - better than a slum - possibly lower middle class.I felt pretty sure.