. I don'tknow, does the real, organic thing feel different... inside?" Yeah, it does. Different, not better, just different. Do you, like...find men h...t? Some men?" Not so much. Not when they start flirting with me..." It happened moreand more, as my chest got bigger and my hips wider. It was easier todeal with at work; you'd have a patient or one of their relatives,reading too much into my lack of a wedding ring, telling me how prettymy eyes were, or blatantly building up to asking for a date. I was into all fantasies like watching porn, he uses to make me read stories while drilling, he uses to love me each day like milk man, delivery boy, uncle, relatives etc. I was into all this and my mind became very open.He uses to Skype me and uses to talk very open about sex.Hus:- Soumya, I know you want sex but I need to make money for the family.Me:- please, come back it’s very hard for me to control.Hus:- I will send you a gift soon.He sent me a dildo. I use it to satisfy myself. One day. .. apparently it wasn’t. Which meant that there was apparently some sort of method to Jack’s madness, that he specifically wanted her and Donna to get pregnant, along with certain other girls, and Emily didn’t understand it, and that had made her head start to throb and hurt, and thatvioletEmily shook her head, and smiled. Obviously, violetit didn’t matter. At all.However, Michelle had gone just about ballistic when she’d learned than Emily and Donna each had a brand-new bun in the oven, so to. She’d give anything for things to go back to the way they’d been six months ago. “What’s wrong, Ruby?” Bashful was looking down at her his eyes a perfect reflection of the sky above. Warm, brilliant and deeply intense. Could she really pull it off, lie to him and his brothers? “And don’t you tell me it’s nothing because I can tell you’re not yourself.” “Is there any word from Hap?” A pained look broke through the perfect smile that only moments ago had played against his lips. “No. Nothing.”.