Think you can put up with me a little longer?" I don't know," I teased. "I guess I'll give you another seventy, no make that eighty years. But that's ...ll. If you don't come around by then, I'm gonna start looking."She stepped on my toes. "You do, and I'll take my toys and go play somewhere else. Including Sandy." Alright, damn it. Ninety. Ninety years, that's my final offer."She hugged me. "No. Forever or nothing."I picked her up, hugging her tight. "Fine. But I get to choose which side of the. Gabe sat in one of the many wicker chairs along the side of the house. Seeing an open chair next to him Marcus grabbed a couple of beers from the cooler and gestured one out to Gabe before sitting. Nodding, the older man took the long-neck. “Thanks.” He took a sip from his own bottle. “Nice day for this. Thanks again for helping me out this morning.” Gabe took a swig of the amber ale. “Anytime. Sam was bustling around this morning, so I was more than happy to get out of her way. When she. She slowly grew a little shorter and thicker, and her breasts developed two nipples, each one about two inches long. The change made me think of a cow. I suddenly realized that she must be able to read my mind, because she giggled when that thought surfaced. Her skin turned a beautiful shade of green and she thanked me when she detected that thought. Her head almost doubled in size and she now looked at me with four eyes, her nose was just a slit, and her mouth was a lipless hole in the lower. .." he hastily added, correctly interpreting the disgusted look on my face. "In Bootleg there ain't no one around to say it's wrong. It's just a business like fishing or weaving, or whatever. Shoot, even my father goes and visits the brothels now and then. My mother knows but she don't care. You have to have fun now and then -- ain't good to work all the time." If I'm going to bed anyone it will be because I want to do it, not because I'm being paid to do it." I said, But even as I spoke I.