She put on a very short, silky white nightie with pantyhose and high heels. She added some red lipstick, left the door to the room slightly open, and ...ent back to bed to wait for her lover. Tan showed up right on time and came in with a small black bag in his hand. He dropped the bag next to the bed and got right down to business with few preliminaries. Carol lay in the bed on her back as Tan put his head between her legs for a quick taste and to see if she was ready. He found that she had. It was the heady smell of incest that prevented sleep. The product of our love which gestated in my womb now stealing that love ounce by ounce, and doing so within arm's reach, doing so with a voracious appetite that left nothing for me, not a seminal scrap did she leave.As I lay thinking, I remembered the days of bounty, when that special fluid ran like ambrosia from an endless spring. I could feast at my whim and often choose to abstain. I had semen to waste. I had headaches on demand, and. She was the best looking girl in our class.We were good friends from 1st year of college itself. But had never thought of asking her out may be was afraid to ask. But had a small crush on her, in 2nd year I came to know that she also had a crush on me so I asked her out and she said yes. Months passed we grew closer to each other we use to share all things with each other. We use to chat at night. But nothing happened sexually. I use to kiss her on her cheeks n hug her but never had guts to. The woman in the ringmaster's outfit, fishnet hoses, top hat and workboots, and the small man look at Jasmine, Jerry, who is now Jasmine,stares back at them for almost five minutes."You're fucking kidding me." She says at last. "That doesn't say whyyou did this, why, why in the world would you turn a perfect strangerinto a woman, a little women?" Because we can," replies Cyrus without a touch of irony in her voice,"because me finding that fungus could not have been a random happening,because my.