?What have you done with Jeff?? ?Why, I?ve saved him. I?m saved him from his miserable male life. And I?m saved him from you and your twisted sense of...justice?and sense of humor.??Quit playing games, woman. You know what I mean!??I?ll show you,? she said, and, pointing a finger at a plasma television in a corner of the room, both saw the new reality of Jeff?s life. ?He?s become Julie Winston, the world?s top supermodel,? the woman in red explained. ?He?s doing exactly what he always dreamed. Yavuz: A young man that I estimated to be in his very early twenties. He was of a similar height to Arslan, but slimmer. He had a full head of curly black hair with no facial hair.Kadir: He was stocky and looked like a man in his thirties. Kadir was the hairiest of the three, and had almost no hair on his head. Kadir had the thickest moustache I had ever seen, and his large ears were puffy. I was sure that he was, or had been a wrestler at some time.When I inquired about the daily massaging. I can easily open largeenough for you to do your very deepest possible little stretch quite easily...and I can even stretch my vagina to fit as far as my upper huge belly depth willallow. At first I wanted my belly to feel and look pregnant. Later I got it tolook term-pregnant. I found I could gradually enlarge my vagina inside, just alittle more every day. Then over the years I found out that if I made my bellyto look enormously huge and swollen this type masturbation gave me my best. She stared at the dark stain in the crotch and her mouth went dry,But she knew what he wanted. “Yes,” she replied, her voice husky in her suddenly parched throat. “Those are my panties. Now will you please…”“Are you sure?” he asked, his gaze now boring into hers. “Do your panties have a big wet spot right here?”He draped them over one hand, grasped the crotch in the other and began rubbing his thumb over the wet spot. His eyes never left hers.Lin wanted to weep with humiliation, but she.