But you only respond to spoken commands. Just give me a minute to think, buddy, and we'll see just how much wiggle room you have. If I wish to be male.... . ."Blonde," the genie barked suddenly. "You commanded me to make you blonde."The suddenness of the words made Nick lose his train of thought. He giggled, thinking of a tiny train rolling around in his head. "Choo choooo!" he said in his best train imitation. He laughed. It was silly.The genie patted him on the head and Nick looked up. The. She drove us to the mall. I was just taggingalong. Sure enough, she shocked me by taking us to Heart to Heart, thefamous sex paraphernalia store featuring the most risqu? intimateapparel in the whole wide world. What she wanted to get there was beyondme.I couldn't believe it! She was looking at leather and vinyl goods usedby a dominatrix, of all things. She didn't buy any, but she did takenotes on the prices of several different complete sets. I sat in acorner , too embarrassed to watch her as. ”“Ha, ha, ha,” I hear that faint laughter once more, but am not afforded the time to process its meaning still.The army of the dead has taken up its charge. They’re heading straight for us.Four of their foot soldiers are much faster than the others and reach us in no time at all. As they approach it becomes plain to see that each of their eyes is burning red as was Susan’s. Chunks of flesh are also falling off their exposed bones. This mindless stampeding accelerates their deterioration and yet. Cupid was working hard!You came to me and kissed me. We'd met through xhamster,. we'd both just joined recently. You said you were looking for a lady and I said I was happy as is, though in a sexless marriage. You posted your photos of your breasts and a vibrator at the entrance to your pussy. I made them my favorites. I posted my stories and you read them. Writing has given me a way to connect to all of you through the web. I tell you my thoughts as if we're laying there in each other’s arms..