I laugh and my laughter tumbles and turns, transforming into my hands, sending the crucifix flying off the wall to skitter like a mere spider across t...e bare hardwood floor into the corner furthest away from me. Now I begin to approach your bed, assessing you, slowly taking on the form of the woman you want so much in your dreams. Tall, slender, wide childbearing hips and heavy, pale breasts, darkest brown, long hair framing what I know to be hazelish-green eyes. I look down at this new version. ”“Ok, Friday at 2.00.” I hesitated.“Was there anything else you wanted to say, Rob?”“ Umm! Well yes. I was wondering…”“Wondering what Rob?”“The pussy trainer. I was wondering if you would give me a real demonstration of how it works. Hands on so to speak.”“Oh, Rob! I am shocked! How dare you!”“I’m sorry Joan, please forgive me. It was just so interesting. Sorry, sorry, sorry!”I could hear laughing.“Oh Rob, you are so naughty! Of course I will show you how the pussy trainer works. But being a. His finger was slicking over her bottom lip, and it made Marissa gasp. “Clean them up, Mrs. Weiss.” Benji inserted his fingers into her mouth, and Marissa could do nothing but close around them, sucking and licking them clean of her nectar. It was incredibly erotic to her, the way he stared into her eyes as she bathed his fingers. He stroked her tongue with the pads of his fingers, then withdrew them. “Very good. Fuck, you're sexy.” Marissa blushed. She couldn't believe what had just happened.. Something like that.I fuck her anyway. I decide...I don't give a shit at this point. People are applauding. We're on a wooden stage. In the park. I cum. That's what they've come for. We rise. We bow. They applaud. Our knees are stained green, as if with paint. I look over at my daughter's naked body. It's just like her mother's, 25 years before. Slightly bigger tits, but...The sky is raining something. I raise my face, open my mouth to it. I'm parched after the performance. It tastes like.