Back in the day it had beena quarter, and you didn't feel bad if you lost quickly a few times whileyou were learning the game. But if this one was set...up badly, so hecrapped out in under a minute he would be completely pissed off. He vowedto spend no more than two dollars testing the machine.When he put his coin in, he noticed first that the cute chick haddisappeared, replaced by a fat old crone. The display didn't show asingle score, but listed the vital statistics for the woman. She was. Since I can remember, I knew I was different. Not only had I felt asif I was a boy while really, I felt I was a grown-up man trapped in achild's body. My parents looked like kids and even granny sometimeswas rather immature.I'd tried hard to change something in my current life. First, Ifollowed Arnold Schwarzenegger's path into masculinity - proteinenriched diet and workout for muscle to be prominent. I failed.Instead of getting bulkier and growing muscles, I was getting moreagile and now I. He sits under my outstretched legs. I'm lying there, motionless except for my tits rising and lowering with every weak breath I take. He tries to massage my clit, but I smack his hands away. I'm too sore for anything right now. I look up at him, into his dark mysterious eyes, my own eyes misted with leftover tears and my face red with exhaustion. Even Daniel seems a bit tired from all his work. "You are so gorgeous, Lia. Lying there all tired and sexy. Laughs You know, I still haven't cum." My. My precious Mallory would soon be my wife. Mrs. Thomas Porter, forever mine. I remembered how on this day, two years ago, she took my hand and led me to the very bed she was currently sleeping in. Ever since, I’ve been the happiest man alive and now it was my turn to deal out the happiness. Today, and every year from now on, will be remembered as the day I popped the question. I’d like to think that our eventual matrimony was obvious even though Mal and I never talked about it. Her mother.