It isworst of all when your little clittie gets hard and the only relief youget is to rub it until you make a cummy all the while fantasizing aboutbei...g a girl. But the relief is only temporary and you know thecompulsion will return. In fact, it is still there, simmering justbeneath the male mask you have once again assumed.No matter what vow you make to yourself that from now on you willmeasure up as a man, that you've worn your last pair of panties, thatyou'll never again slip your feet into. “It doesn’t seem like a bad list.” “That’s because you’re a girl, everything on here is right up your alley!” “Well what do you expect? Shes a girl too, a high-maintenance one at that.” “Still sucks. You think Steph and Chris will wanna come?” “Not without some major convincing, Steph might agree when she sees the list, but Chris wont, they won’t wanna hang out with those other girls either, I don’t know.” “We’ll ask em tomorrow, that’s a discussion I don’t wanna have tonight.” We drove. He had already jumped off the stage and was hurrying back to his mistress with a deeply satisfied smile on his German shepherd face."Get me two more! Hurry!" she wailed desperately, gnashing her teeth with growing frustration.Mark nodded and he and Cleonora went over to drag away the third dog, who had continued to lap and lick at her trembling white breasts. The dog fought to remain where he was, but they dragged him around behind Laura and positioned him so that his swiftly upspringing penis. I sat back as the tall fleet commander walked in and gestured to a chair. She grinned as she sat, “Getting settled in?”I sighed, “Once we have all the marshals it will slow down.”She nodded and looked down, “I ... we have a problem.”I looked at her and she sighed, “Provost Marshal Dillon committed suicide.”I waited and she looked at me, “His men are capable but something does not feel right.”I turned as I thought, “We could step in but with what goal? And for how long?”She sat up, “I want you.