You ask that she change sexually for your own desires. You ask that she become yours." Yes," I pleaded. "Can you do this?" I can," he admitted. "But t...ere is a price."He rose and his pants melted from his body. A thick swaying penis was revealed and I shrunk away from its disturbing sight. He walked towards me and I heard all six hundred doors in the Crystal Palace lock around me. The Thigh-Crusher wanted what all Men wanted and my knees shook because I knew I would pay his price."I will not. I was so astonished that I just stood there watching her take her clothes off and soon she was standing there naked in front of me, naked. Really naked.She reached down and put her hand up under my crotch and lifted my balls."Yeah, you're getting hair around your dick and balls, cool."She took both my hands and brought them up to her breasts and pressed them to her."You like this, Doug?" Oh, do I, I love it. You are totally beautiful. Just perfect. And, you're so soft and nice." You can suck. Irene actually encouraged their relationship and wished it was more than it was. Jack and Samantha got together three or four times a year, whenever he was in the neighborhood. Samantha was thirty-six but still, no not still, Jack thought, even more beautiful than when she danced in Vegas. She had an eighteen year old son Jason who was born before she left for her showgirl career. She left Jason with Irene in Cheyenne for several years. About thirty people came and went over the course of. When the phone was answered it was not just any reporter, it was Tom. “I’ve got a gig shooting the festival in the evening and an extra press pass, would you like to be my assistant?” Sure I would, I accepted without hesitation. “Sue decided to go walking with some others rather than watch me keeping my seat here for six hours. If you have no plans, she would like your company.” There was quite a gathering as we set off on the walk, I recognized several faces from the day before..