It’s just so dehumanizing, despite how wonderful I think it feels.Dana’s screams on my go around were definitely pleasurable, but I gave it to her...hard enough that she would feel it the next day. God knows I was still feeling it myself after Ben fucked like four loads into my ass the night before. Jesus, it makes me blush to see remarks like that written on a page, but whatever. What’s done is done.Maybe Dana and I both belong in jail, maybe not, but I definitely gave it to her like she was my. They pulled off their long sleeve shirts and were left standing in their underwear. Their bodies were glistening in the sun from the sweat that rolled down their bodies.“Whoa Michael,” said Joshua. “You’re starting to get a lot more hair on your stomach.”“Yup,” replied Michael. “Don’t really notice when it grows but yeah there’s more.”Michael was only a few months older than Joshua but physically he was much more mature. He stood taller than Joshua by quite a few inches. His stomach muscles. The sales girl offered mesome short stockings to wear instead of my socks. This I did and selected apair of black court shoes with a three inch stiletto heel. I was nervousabout walking in these, but found it surprisingly easy (Internet tuitionagain). I took my purchases home and as Mum was not going to be back for afew hours, I decided to try on my purchases. Firstly I shave all my sparsebody hair, before putting on the bra, panties, pantyhose and shoes. The brareally did do what it said and I. After a minute or so, John slowly removed his hand. He was oddlydisappointed that nothing had happened. He could not have said what hehad expected to happen, or even why he should have expected anything tohappen at all, but he had expected *something*. At some point whilenavigating the maze the realization had dawned that this was noordinary fairground attraction, that the Carnival of Mirrors was aproduct not of the natural world but of the supernatural. And theimages captured in these mirrors.