This kept the boys on their toes so they could quickly deny their fun when asked by the external authorities. It stopped anyone getting complacent. Al...x hadn't been told about this. You weren't on your first day. "Now come here to my side," said Hampton. "This is a very simple test, and I want you to act and react naturally." Hampton, with a fluency suggesting much practice, flicked open Alex's belt and dropped his trousers and boxer-briefs. "Lift the front of your shirt," he said, not looking. Donna was right, I was definitely looking younger. Maybeeven, smaller? Was that possible? I started to button up my shirt,but my fingers fumbled. Something wasn't right. The buttons werewrong. On the wrong side.This was Donna's shirt. How was Donna's shirt managing to fit aroundmy frame? I was definitely getting smaller.-May 28thWhy did I keep my razor on the top shelf of the medicine cabinet? Ihad to stretch on my toes to reach it, and this morning I wasn'tmanaging to get my fingers. " I get on my knees and on top of her as I line my dick up with her opening. Without warning, I jam it in hard and deep. She screams out and grips the covers. I grab her hands and put them above her head as I start to stroke her nice and slow, continuing to go as deep as I can. I stare at her face, watching her feel the awe of my dick. "Go harder please, I wanna feel all of you." She wraps her legs around my waist as I start to fuck her faster. The sun burns my back as I felt a breeze blow on. I guess..." Are you crazy?" Tim said, turning Ken's face so they could look at each other. "I mean, my god, you are the most beautiful ... I mean ... you're cute, you're funny, you like children, you're incredibly smart, and you make everyone around you feel good." Oh please," Ken blushed at the compliments."No, seriously," Tim leaned in a bit closer.Ken looked up a Tim. Was he... ?"I mean, why wouldn't anyone..." Tim whispered, getting even closer, " ... want to be with you..." their foreheads.