"He moved from mirror to mirror marveling at what he saw in each one ofthem. In one, he was the skinniest boy he'd ever seen. In another,he had hooves...and pointed ears. And in yet another, he was naked -not only did he have the largest and firmest pair of gazongas he'dever seen, but he also had a dick as big around as his arm.As he walked through the mirrored maze, his image constantly changed.He was thin; he was fat.He was old; he was young.He was female; he was male.He was tall; he was. It was another festive night as she went out with her friends, dressed up with masks and all and the drinks were flowing freely. With all the music, dancing and high temperature even at night, the intoxication of the alcohol came easily.While Katheryn, only wearing a white dress reaching to her knees, a string, open shoes and a butterfly mask, was dancing in the street with her friends, others partied with them as these things go with festivities and fun. As she danced and spinned, a tall,. Stood. Her face intent, she took a step. Standing, she was not tall or terrible. Her head was barely level with my chin. Her dark hair hung, a sheaf of shadow, straight as a knife until it brushed against her curving hip. She was slight, and pale, and perfect. Never have I seen a face so sweet, a mouth so made for kissing. She was no longer frowning. Not smiling either. Her lips were soft and slightly parted. She took another step. The simple motion of her moving leg was like a dance, the. Never have I come so dangerously close to losing my integrity, the pride and confidence that have kept me alive and triumphant even in life and death situations. Never before had I been so willing to submit myself to a man and his needs, never been so desperate to have a man’s interest and sexual reassurance. When I realized this, realized how close I had come to total surrender, some kind of alarm bell went off deep inside me, and I knew that I would have to take the bull by the horns. Finally.