It was a tie-dyed t-shirt in our schoolcolors, with our mascot done up in sequins. I pulled it off the rack andlooked at it."Oh, that’s really cool,... Victor said."I wish I could wear it," I said. Typically, I’d hold it up to me to seehow it would look, but I learned my lesson from the other day at themarket. I put it back on the rack."You will," Victor said, holding my hand and squeezing it. I noticed hewas still awkwardly standing there, still fixated at the shirt I hungback up. "Umm, What. In public she wants him strong and independent, testosterone raging, yet hates every moment he isn't clinging to her as well. She wants him to be a Man, and a Nice Guy, and strong, and independent, and unable to live without her all at the same time. Like that's going to happen.I once spoke how changing owners too often can prematurely wear out a robot's mind. So can changing directions. Few women are ultimately happy with their m-bot partners, although many more could be if they just realized. Why would she scream?" A man can get between her legs and suck on a small bump called a clit. It is the same as the end of your dick. You are still young, but soon you will find it is fun to play with the little man between your legs. One day something besides piss will come out. If your dick goes into a girl, and you go back and forth, then that substance will go into a girl. If the girl is old enough, and it is at the right time, she could get pregnant. I can give you a better talk later. Now. . yet he casually had a couple buttons undone ... something I never did. His face was thinner, and he filled out the suit much better than I currently did. It was almost like I was peering at a me that hit the gym every day.He held himself in such a confident manner I couldn't help but feel awed.In his left hand he loosely held a silver chain.My doppelganger cocked his head and looked at me ... amusement in his eyes.He suddenly jerked the silver chain.From out of the darkness, Sarah, my red.