"When I look at you Parisians, idlers on the Boulevard de Gand or the Bois de Boulogne, and think of this man, it seems to me we are not of the same r...ce." I am highly flattered," returned Beauchamp. "At the same time," added Chateau-Renaud, "your Count of Monte Cristo is a very fine fellow, always excepting his little arrangements with the Italian banditti." There are no Italian banditti," said Debray."No vampire," cried Beauchamp. "No Count of Monte Cristo" added Debray. "There is half-past. Then there were the times I felt like I’d caught her checking me out. I came down to the kitchen one morning in nothing but my boxer shorts. Mom glanced up from her coffee and I could have sworn she took a double-take. By that stage, I’d filled out to a well-defined 180 pounds. I made myself a coffee at the counter and turned for the milk to catch Mom gazing right at my ass. Mom dropped her eyes back to her copy of Vogue, apparently absorbed in an article about at-home hair dye.IIIBut it was on. .Look how fucking hard my dick is already" Ben said...looking down I could see his dick was throbbing, already hard as hell. With my legs spread, Ben started playing with my pussy, fingering my clit and stroking his cock. Looking into my eyes, I felt his dick push up against my ass. I was getting nervous. Slowly, he pushed the head of his dick in my ass and I jumped up, raising my ass off the couch... "Ahhh your ass is so tight babe Its gonna be so good"... He looked down and started talking. Probably disgusted at Michael gorgeous looks. She showed him to a booth.The waiter approached and smiled brightly at Michael. "Hello, can I get you something."Michael smiled, and said in the sexiest voice he could, "Yes, I would love to have an iced tea and a ham and cheese sandwich."The waiter smiled, and said, "Sure thing babe."Michael giggled to himself... this was great... he couldn't believe how great it was to be a woman... It seemed like every guy in the place was looking at him,.