I was in control.I picked up the empty wine bottle and passed it to her. Karissa looked me over and smiled.She pushed the neck of the bottle into by p...ssy and fucked me with it like it was a dildo.It wasn't long before I was climaxing, thinking about her, about Maxwell, about her boyfriend. By the time we had both finished, we had fucked our way through the rest of the apartment, slamming against walls and falling down in doorways, until we fell asleep togther in my bedroom.When I woke up. "Maybe I can read some more? You seem to like the sound of my voice. I brought 'Goldilocks and the Three Bears'." OK, she knew, it was a dumb kids' story, but that's what she wanted to read. Maybe grandpa would recognize it from his own childhood.She seated herself in a chair right beside his bed, facing up towards the head. The tone went up at first but began to fall again. Her mom had told her she'd go crazy thinking she was a failure if the tone wasn't always high. She thought it was still. He said, "I don't know if the membership will go for that. We can take over your subpoena business anyway; those should be ours."The federal judge stood up and said, "Dick, you stupid little shit. When you learn the law, then you can get in front of a group and blow smoke up our asses. Until then shut up and let your attorney talk for you."The man, "Dick" was still standing, red in the face, and yelled, "I'll have you know that I went to law school for three years."The judge just said, "And. " "What about getting another transformation to, well, at least a reasonable size?" She hefted one of her DDD's in their harness. "Way too risky. They tried a simple one on the driver. She grew a cup size instead. You could wind up hauling yours around in a wheelbarrow." "I don't want to be a damned girl." "You've got PMS. And don't tell me you haven't enjoyed being one big erogenous zone. I've listened to you in the shower. And the kitchen, and in the storeroom at work, and..." "Okay, so not.