‘Test it out.’Trent places his hand on his belly, first brushes them along the piercings and then lower. Gradually his hand slips over the smooth ...urface. Again he notices the skin is warm, but even more strangely is the feeling he feels. It is like it is his skin. He fingers tickle across his clit. He smiles at the odd feeling. It is much like the sensitivity of the head of his cock, yet different.‘Go on,’ Arlyne pushes. ‘Jab them in. Feel how deep they go.’Trent does, though still hesitantly.. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about Dawn. I know you’ve seen the male body before.’ Erich said as he put his clothes back on. ‘I have but… but… you’re different!’ Dawn stammered as she peaked above the blankets. ‘How so Dawn? Because we aren’t dating?’ ‘Well yes. I mean you’re like my younger brother. And besides you’re huge!’ Dawn realized the mistake of blurting out what she was thinking. Why did she have to say that? She buried her head back into the blankets. ‘Huge Dawn? I don’t think. Hell yeah, I took advantage of the situation to get out better divorce terms. I knew that Mike had done very well in his work. I told him to pay in full for our apartment. Besides his work, Mike inherited some good money from his father. To pay also the utilities and other apartment expenses. Plus wife and child alimony. I said that Dad could give me work at his business and I could take care of the rest of my needs. It was really very little I needed extra but I had to impress on Mike and his. It gives one furiously to think!Is Sol 3 unique?Are We the chosen few?Have we no where to go?Is this the end?Vee suggested the only alternative that had the least possibility of working."Nothing seems to fit. Let's build our own," she said.She looked at each of us.We all laughed...nervously ... even Vee.After the infinite pause, "Gods?" asked April."Slap your face, April!" said Vee. "We are not Gods ... we just need a home of our own. Got any better ideas? Hmmm?" Where would you put it?" asked.