Then, "Are you gay?" "What?" exclaimed Roger. "No! No, I'm not. I was... curious, that'sall. I wanted to know what it would be like to be female." ... Mallory shrugged. "There is nothing special about it." "What about you? Why the cat look?" "Like you said, curious. I found this spell on one of the furrynewsgroups and like a nitwit I tried it. I never thought about what Iwould do if it worked. Who is that woman? Can she help us?" "You know as much as I do," said Roger. "If she can't,. Deep below the pitch, it is time for the players to start their preparation. A light flicks on in the storage room beneath the pitch and the trainers enter the cool room, ready to begin the pre-match training programme. Around the edges of the room, the players stir. Aware that their trainers have entered the room they prepare to be released from storage. Their aching, honed torsos and muscles prepare to face battle.The United players flex their muscles and stare at their trainers, their. "Nice to meet you, Jorge." Nice to meet you too, Jerry."Jorge turns to Allen. "I hate to rush things, but did you still want to score a bag? I'm running so late." Yeah, I'm completely out. If you have an extra one, Jerry would mind scoring a lid." You're in luck, Jerry. I have a couple extras. Let's go out to my van."The three men go out to Jorge's van to check out the weed. Jerry and Allen don't like the high $15 price tag, but they look like full-ounce lids. It's too fucking cold in the van. "Yeah, found your little twat, there, haven't I, darlin'?" muttered Buck, staring into Norin's frantic eyes. Then, without moving his eyes from hers, he eased the front of her panties away from her crotch, and, with a practised movement, slid his middle finger underneath the material and in between her plump little vaginal lips.I caught a glimpse of black, glossy hair, then watched, almost hypnotised, as the first knuckle of his probing finger, then the second, disappeared into her girlish.