She had reasoned that Nico just wanted to be friends- and who knew, it could be fun to share a room with another girl. A bit like a sleepover.Once Rob...n moved in, she refused to move out, and changing rooms seemed too much like running away for Nami to ever consent to it. The year that followed was filled with snide comments, passive-aggressive semi-insults, and deliberate yet subtle flaunting.Nico Robin, Nami hated to admit, was beautiful. Perhaps more beautiful than her. She was certainly. .. I NEED to recreate it in a sculpture ... I want you to pose for me, making love, so that I may capture that feeling..." NO! No way!" we yelled in unison."You don't understand ... it is exactly THAT what I've been looking for ... what I've needed to convey ... from the time we started on this project." Let me be perfectly blunt, Kelly ... I can go along with the statues and the paintings ... business is business and when you think about it, there really isn't any difference between the poses. “Damn, dude, you’re wide…my jaw is going to be killing me.”We both chuckled and he continued to suck me. It wasn’t long until I felt that familiar feeling.“Dude…I’m…” was all I could let out as I exploded in his mouth.He kind of let out a slight gagging noise as his mouth was bombarded with my jizz. When I was done, he came up and kissed me. I could taste myself on his tongue and in his mouth. We passionately made out for what seemed like ages. I reached down and felt his cock getting hard. Gail’s self absorbed expression changed when I told her of Kat’s sickness, her diminutive stature and her dual physical sexuality. Kat was a hermaphrodite. She had a penis as well as a vagina. And she had been a brilliant, experimental and considerate lover. And her lover had been me. “So,” I explained to Gail with tears in my eyes from both the memory and the telling, “if I could accept, and in fact love, Kat’s physicality and so called deformities I can certainly accept your problem, without.