"So it's ok for Bobbyto be Emily?"Mom just looked at us. "The question isn't whether it's 'ok'. He canhardly just change back into a boy at school. Ch...ldren can be cruel enoughwithout finding out that he's been pretending to be a girl all of thistime. And that doesn't take into account all of the legal ramifications."She paused to let it sink in. "But, yes, if he's going to dress and behaveas a girl in front of the rest of the world, then there's no reason thathe shouldn't......no reason that. Ja, meine Kinder sind jetzt schon alle groß. Die schaffen es selbsttätig aus dem Haus.“, lächelte sie und umarmte Christina.Ihre mehr als großen Brüste, das Aushängeschild von Steffi, erdrückten sie dabei fast.Christina hatte sich immer gefragt ob Steffis rekordverdächtiger Busen schon vor ihren Schwangerschaften so ausgeprägt gewesen war, hatte sich die Frage aber stets verkniffen. Jedenfalls sah man ihr die 46 Jahre und die drei Kinder nicht an.Ihre langen roten Haare, hatte sie sich. Wetmouth would stand no chance against that powerful weapon, and I was there seeing it all, and unable to do anything about it, the only weapon I had that could stop Hans was my blaster, and it was holstered to my right side. I did manage to pull it with my left hand, but I knew I would be to slow to prevent the Saturnian giant to fire.Wetmouth was unarmed, so it appeared. Hans was an expert with all weapons and even if he missed at this distance, the intense heat of the blast would kill us. Nothing remotely interesting, so I ended up going to bed unsatisfied. Tuesday Morning I wake up and like every morning start to check my email. I immediately notice that I got an email early this morning, with my Craig list post as the subject line. The email reads:Hey, I'm in ____________, need to get sucked this morning.No cock size, no age, must be another old troll. But you never know, right? So I emailed him back."What's your age, stats, cock size, pic?"Quick and to the point, I know, but.