When I visited the ladies'room I was totally blown away by how I looked in the mirror, and as youmight guess I decided to do my eyes like that from th...n on - if I couldlearn how!The next day, Natalie came to pick me up at eleven. All I did to not look'too much like a boy' was use lip gloss and clear nail polish, andarrange my hair like I usually did for work. Oh, and I had my white braand panties on underneath, just in case. She seemed to think I lookedfine, though.At the mall we marched. "That's really the reason I stopped by to see you." And I thought it was my body you wanted, Anne," said Jerry with a quick grin."Well," she said, running one hand along his furry chest, "that might have something to do with it."He started to take her arm, to embrace her, but she pulled away and slid out of her robe. Her big firm tits were the same as he remembered them. She had long lovely legs and comely thighs. When he was in love with her it was the factthat herlegs wereso perfectlymolded,. The bed upon which Alyssa was lying and Carter was kneeling was, she recognised, her own.Now he lifted her back slightly, improving the angle of address, and this, finally, wonderfully, did the trick.It was as though some invisible barrier had been breached. The monster, free to do as Carter willed it, crushed into her, her cunt swallowing the remaining three or four inches in one sudden gulp. She was impaled, winded. His erection, inside her, felt huge, hot and rigid. She could feel it pulsing. I paused. Wow, only probably the best writer of fiction anywhere. Of course he would want something when I had to do something else. I sighed."No," I told her.Silence greeted me and I started to think we had been disconnected."Hello? Still there?" I asked."Franklin, you can't possibly mean that. It's John Royce! He has won more writing awards in the past ten years than anyone ever had in a lifetime. He gets six figure advances from his publisher, if he even hints at an idea for a book. High six.