He was lostin thought when Tammy entered and, hands on hips, glared down at him."So," she said, "somebody's decided to be a lazy girl." He looked upa... her pleadingly. "Please, darling," he said in his now high andwispy voice, "if you could just change me back..." Tammy shook herhead. "We already discussed that, didn't we? And you agreed tocooperate, didn't you, Mink?" He hated the new name she had given himand didn't want to surrender to her -- again -- but had no choice.Reluctantly he. Guiding it to his crotch. When I felt his manhood; the thought came to mind I'll just rub it. I groped his dick with my right hand listening to his breath get heavier. I the rolled on my side and got on my knees around his waist. Undoing the shorts and he helped me pull them off."No underwear? Sexy." i said as we looked into each others eyes.I took his penis into hand jacked it while i licked the tip. It didn't take long for him to harden up eventually reaching a massive eight inch cock. I then. After three or so hours had passed I informed her that I had to get back to work. I watched her leave through the front door walking bow-legged. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The memory of that hitch-hiker was still fresh in my mind early one evening some months later as I stepped out the back door of the warehouse to burn a joint. But before I could spark it up, I noticed a little red car parked in the lot in front of a Spring. “I did...I really did,” Pam cried out. Jake looked across at the cooker where the freshly baked Quiche Lorraine flan lay. “I can see that,” he told her. “It’s the predictive text setting on your phone. It can be a bloody nuisance. I have disabled mine.” “I am sorry,” she told him. “I really...” “Look, forget it,” he told her. “It could happen to anyone.” Pam tried to regain her composure. “What must have you thought about me?” she told him. “What must have you been thinking all day?” Jake.