All this gossip she was telling me maybe to pass her time.I was caressing her shoulder and said”haan maine unko kai baar dekha hai sath main aur..�...she said “aur kya”i said “nahin kuch nahin maa”she said “tereko ye sab kaise pata?”i said “maa mujhe sab pata hai “she was damn interested to know.She said “please batana aur kuch kavita ke bare main”i said “kavita aunty ne paise ke liye mms bhi banayi hai”she was surprised she said “kyaa bol raha hai tu tujhe kaise pata”i said “maine dekhi hai”i. Or to be a bit more blunt a piece o' ass.I guess I ought to tell you a bit more than that about me or maybe not ... ah heck I'm a bachelor 'cause I got bad habits. That ought to be enough. So here I was standin' back on the street starin' at a CAP card that had a big 6.5 on it. Huh? I decided that the only thing they was doin' right was keepin' these places open all hours of the day or night. I mean 24-7 365. The reason that they could get away with that was that the tests was run by an AI. At first I'm simply bewildered. There's no rubber plug, just the end of the hairs attached to a scalp of skin. I stare more closely and blink in horror. The scalp, it reminds me of deer skin shedding from antlers. This skin is fresh, alive, as if it had just been torn from a living animal. I wince from the pressure in my intestines. My whole body is vibrating. Something is wiggling vigorously along my digestive tract. It's sliding deeper into me. I'm sure of it!I look up and see Grace calmly. And you know what, he fucked me so good last night, I almost lost sight of who I was. Shit, how does one lose sight of who they are? Easy, when you do some shit you normally wouldn’t do without even thinking about it. Straight to the point….all I know is that when I got off work yesterday, I stopped to the store for my usual bottle of merlot. Fifteen minutes later, I was at home bent over my sofa with a fit-for-my-pussy dick inside of me. I’m almost certain that my neighbors heard my.