Then Gary said, "Man, you do look weird." Gary shookhis head grinning. "How the hell did you do this?" But I didn't do anything," Marshal protested,...suddenly realizing thatGary didn't look quite right either. For one thing, he normal head ofbrown hair was looking a lot lighter. Marshal pointed it out, and Garywas amazed. "What's happening to us?"Gary shook his head, then said, "Ain't got a clue. But it's kind ofcool." Marshal didn't really agree though.Feeling uncomfortable, Marshal. He was a good bartender, always hustling, never talking unless spoken to, and had a very pleasant disposition. To show his appreciation, Hank added one more bill to the stack then asked, ‘Be okay if I take the rest of my beer with me?’ ‘Sorry man… you know the rules. I’m not supposed to let anyone leave the premises with alcoholic beverages. If you got caught, it could cost my license,’ Rick replied. Since the answer was what Hank had expected, it didn’t really upset him. He knew the. As much as I loved her I considered leaving her. There was no way I could look after someone that was so disabled. I couldn’t live any of the dreams I’d had with Rachel now that she was a cripple, a useless quadruple amputee. As hard as I tried I couldn’t shake the thoughts. For a second I thought it would be better if she died. I realised that if I left her though, there was no one to look after her. Rachel would end up living in a care home, or worse, on the streets again with no way to look. I could hear the female on my face moaning and groaning with pleasure as she worked her hips back & forth, rubbing herself on my mouth lips & tongue, her juices flowing into my mouth for me to drink down, I placed my hands on the thighs either side of my head the skin felt so warm and soft. I felt my legs being raised up then the wetness of a tongue teasing my sore ass, the tongue circled my anal ring then would push gently against my bud before licking along from ass to balls, my cock being.