I don’t…”“This doesn’t change anything,” she told him. “I’m still the same person I was five minutes ago…now you just know that I h...ve a cock and balls.”“But…you’re…”Before he could finish Jody had moved to him and was kissing him again. He tried to pull away, but he couldn’t. He felt lost and confused. He still felt the same feelings for her that he had before; he just didn’t know what to do about them. He didn’t have to. Jody pulled him back down onto the bed and kept kissing him. When. She had picked a little known film I had heard of but never seen. Starring Lindsay Lohan, which she now knew I had a crush on a little, and was called ‘I Know Who Killed Me’. A small cult type movie in which Lindsay played two roles of twins, with one being a stripper.We sat and watched the film together. Once more, with the film having a slight erotic feel in areas to it, I began to get hard. At first, I was a bit unsure and nervous. It was obvious I was bulging inside and needed to jerk off. Though her sex was concealed by modest knickers, the rippling bulge of an itinerant hand exploring this unseen realm of possibilities, attracted him and fanned his growing lust. The woman watched him fearfully through strikingly dark eyes and he was certain, when her face abruptly reddened, that she sensed his thoughts and the object of his contemplation. She exuded a sexuality belied by her modesty. He could almost smell the salty musk of her sex calling to him and stiffening his cock. From. You said you wanted to understand women. Well to put it blatantly, men don't understand women, so I had to make you one. Frankly you gave me little choice on that one. Then you said you wanted to be more attractive to the opposite 'sex' So I made you an exceptionally cute one at that." Dave, "Wha.. What about the money?" Gene, "Gene, Just look on the table." Dave reached down, to pick up a strange letter that had materialized. He opened it and read it. It was definitely some sort of legal.