I mean, a whore is a whore. It doesn’t matter if she’s standing on the corner of Sunset and Vine, in a video or in the grotto at the playboy mansi...n. Hell, even those really hot girls who marry a really dorky looking guy because he makes half a million dollars a year. They’re all whores. It’s still sex for money. Me, I do it because I enjoy doing it. Can there be a better reason to do anything? I guess most people would say that that makes me a slut. I don’t care. Call me a slut all you want.. It's her Sunday thing. So maybe we can keep each other company today?" Sure." The boy said, wondering what this would lead to. Maybe she would pull his cock out and play with him while he massaged her young tits. He couldn't help but wonder if her bathing suit concealed the same shaped breasts he had seen in his dream last night. Judd was hard, his bathing suit tented and smiled knowing that Denise was staring at his bulge.She tittered. "I guess that's my answer." She motioned towards his. Michael could see that his friend was uncomfortable by the redness of her cheeks. He knew that he, himself, would have felt the same way once. As they were finishing their meal, Cynthia noticed one other thing. Actually she had noticed it earlier; it was just that now she actually let herself pay attention to it. It seemed that Ariarisha was helping Lilavasi do many things. Also, Lilavasi had never actually looked at anyone, just in their direction.Cynthia leaned over to Michael and asked in a. Maggie shook her head and motioned for him to join them."Doctor, I don't think you need to keep anything secret from Ben," said Maggie.Dr. Stevens joined them. He took a deep breath and opened up his folder."Ben, the latest results are in, and I must inform you that you are now sterile. Additionally, your genetic make-up is, for all practical purposes, female. Your body is rapidly adjusting your hormone levels to that of a young woman entering puberty," said Dr. Stevens."Thank you Doc, for.