Ikben hier nu een maand of vijf. Als ik mijzelf in de spiegel zie, danmoet ik bekennen dat ik ben veranderd. De vrouwelijke hormonen in de pilhebben m...jn uiterlijk behoorlijk veranderd. Mijn borsten zijn behoorlijkontwikkeld in die vijf maanden, mijn lichaam is veranderd. Het ishaarloos, het is zacht als van een vrouw. Mijn pik hangt als een slapwezenloos vogeltje tussen mijn benen en kan met geen mogelijkheid meerstaan. Mijn haar is al zo lang gegroeid dat ik in elk geval geen pruikmeer hoef. He had rejected them but she could see that he had seriously considered each of the bids that he had received for her.No, she would not tempt fate. She would continue to be on the island only when he summoned her. If he loaned her to others, so be it. If her family kept having her switch back and forth in her roles, so be it. At least with this arrangement, she was less likely to be sold. And the idea of being sold again, terrified her.If this return to home was anything like the last. Both knew this was going to be their moment which they had planned for so many days.Since Professor had started ramming Smitha, he was able to get the punch marks on all keys and the Drug Lord had made the duplicates. And tomorrow when the security would be least, they were going to execute a prison break. So, they turned off the lights for what would be their last day in that prison. But they didn’t know someone was already aware of their plans and was waiting for the right moment.Professor. Nice looking guy, muscular body type. Grey hair, glasses, 6' tall and about 220 pounds. I got to see his plumber's crack several times as he worked on our pipes. He had a very hairy a$$. It took him about an hour to fix all the pipes but he did a good job and we shouldn't have any more leaks. Willy is getting ready to pack up and I reach out to shake his right hand. "Thank you Willy, that was an excellent job you did." As we are shaking hands, I step up close to him, reach out with my left hand.