June extended a hand and shook Damon awake."Hi Damon, it's me - June. Wake up!" June whispered.Damon opened his eyes and observed June groggily."June,...what are you doing here?" asked a confused Damon."Time for some physio, Damon" June answered, flinging her coat open.Damon drank in the body he had imagined so many times. June's perfect upturned breasts swung free before his unsteady eyes. Generously puffed nipples bobbed enticingly before him."June, what the hell? I don't even think I could, if. ” Josh replied lighting a cigarette. “But, I got an address and names and more shit than I want to know.” “How the fuck did you get all this shit?” “The stripper? The woman who came for Max tonight? She works for Romeo.” When Josh said that name, Brian lost most of the color in his face. Josh knew that look, and was in fact the same look that he got when he first heard his name. “So, what do we do from here? Should we start the witch hunt now?” Brian asked looked at the dashboard clock, which. "Priscilla slipped her bra off, laid it over the side of the stall withher blouse. She cupped her budding mounds in her hands. Her kneesshook, and she stopped playing with herself for a moment."God!" she gasped. She plopped back in the hay and eased her jeansdown, then kicked them off. Her heart was beating wildly. "Ooo, I wishyou were a boy." She stood on wobbly legs.Beauty wasn't going to be put off. He used his head, pressed it againsther belly. His nose was cold and flared. A snort came. It would also allow you to be more focused on styles and fashions. Accordingly, it was felt that men be brainwashed into downsizing their genitalia ? while constantly striving for bigger and bigger feminine breasts! Look at you now! I had large breasts implanted in you! Had your hips enlarged, and your lips reconfigured into what was the feminine ideal a hundred years ago! And admit it! Weren't you HAPPY at being transformed into what is, by nature, a womanly shape?"Horrified at her.