Doing your damnedest to make me wait, you pull back and look me right in the eye as you rub the tip of your rigid penis against my slit. The more you ...ub it, the harder I bite down on my lip, trying to stop myself from screaming, begging you to just get inside me already, I know that's what you want.The head of your throbbing member is now drenched in my juices when you finally feel the time is right to push into me, making me inhale deeply and throw my head back in relief. The feeling of you. When I moved toward the mirror, I felt the difference in my gate. I swayed even though I didn't try. My waist was ridiculously small given my hips and chest. If you could have designed a fuck toy, what I saw in the mirror would be it. I paced back and forth. I was lost, didn't know what to do. How in the hell was this even possible? You don't go to bed one night and wake up a woman the next, and the worst part, I had to pee. As I stood trying to figure it out, I knew the one thing I couldn't do. I find myself slightly envious of that intimate touch, that feeling of giving control over to someone, of not having to think, only experience - knowing with every breath, every heartbeat, that someone else is in command. Knowing that you trust them with your physical as well as your emotional well-being. Knowing that you trust them in some cases with your very life. Having ultimate faith in them. Is this what it feels like to be God? Because…. No. That’s not me. Protector - yes. God? No. I. "Make sense, but ... I don't know. Don't think I'd like it." Didn't say I liked it," his teammate pointed out. "I said we agreed it was best for the kids."Brody nodded but said nothing. He'd watched a number of his siblings and cousins marry and start families young; many times too young in his opinion, and along with the weddings, he'd seen a fair number of divorces. That, he'd long ago decided, was something he could do without."I think I'll just wait," Brody said. Baxter raised an eyebrow,.