My parents, my brothers, and sisters were no more. My friends, my lover Monah, all gone.The Knights of the Wolf were no more. We had all been oblitera...ed as the soldiers of the Iron Hammer had overwhelmed us. All of us, that is, except me. I had been stationed at the Crooked Bridge, which separated the great Keep from the city proper. The Crooked Bridge, with its old wooden, creaky planks, and the finely wrought cast-iron railings. On the city side there had been a park where beautiful girls. He used to have a real name.A male name. He used to have a male face and body as well. No longer.It started with a 'J', didn't it? Jerry? Jacob? John? John! That soundedright.'Yes, my name is John! But I must never say it out loud or Mistress willbe furious.'The hormone treatments and hypnotherapy that Blossom Industries forcedhim to undertake made it difficult to recall things. Every day it becamea little harder to remember his real name and the details of his oldlife.'I had a wife once,. Thank you, red wine.Turns out she is a lush, and red wine flips her switch. By the time we leave the restaurant she is ready to pounce. I'm trying to be a gentleman, but she's making it hard. She is making everything hard.Why did I mention my hard-up boss a second ago? Because this amazing thing happens next:She whispers in my ear that we need to head back to her place, but I'm not drunk enough. Don't you like beer? Shouldn't we walk over to Walgreens and get some beer?Yes. Yes we should.We are. You throw your head back in pain and ecstasy. The woman straddles your face and begins to grind her pussy all over your face, covering it in her juices.I watch in amazement as your tongue snakes out and laps at her cunt, flicking over her clit and digging deep into her flowing pussy, lapping up all the juice you can get.Your hands are running over her ass, slapping the cheeks and an occasional finger sinking into her ass hole.As she comes into your mouth, the two guys have developed a rhythm.