I first bumped into her - literally - at a farmers' market in Union Square on a mid-October Saturday morning. I was carrying a sizable pumpkin destine... to give its all for the furtherance of merriment and atmosphere at a Halloween party. She was crouched low to examine some unusual apples from Upstate. She backed into my path and stood abruptly, nearly knocking the pumpkin out of my arms. Being not nearly as dumb as I look, I did everything I could to prolong the conversation.After all, Inez. I didn’t say anything as I thought he may be enjoying it, but I was glad when he stopped. My dick had mostly lost its erection and when David noticed this he let go of my legs and started to coax it back. He held my shaft and after wetting his finger with saliva he “docked” his finger with my dick. As he rubbed his finger round my glans, the lubrication from his saliva was soon joined by my precum and I was soon sporting a full boner. He took my shaft in his hand and rubbed slowly; keeping time. If I wasgoing to do this, I was going to do it right, on my terms.I spent a day pacing my steel-cold apartment while rain pitter-patted thewindows, desperately trying to stop myself rgoing to risk becoming someone unsatisfactory only to lose the medallion.I wanted this to change my life for the better, but how? Inspiration cameas the TV strobed a news report about science heroes involved in a SWAToperation. They were part of the Protectors team. The answer was clear--ifI was going to change, I. "You get used to them." She turned, getting a profile look. The dress was bluish-silver with just a hint of glitter that made it a party dress. It was sleeveless with a modest scoop neck in front that was just low enough that she could wear a necklace. It wasn't as short as she'd thought at first, coming to just about halfway up her thighs, which was fine with her. This was her cocktail party dress, suitable to be seen by the public.Smiling at the result, she glanced at Lisa. "You look good in.