Actually was an accident, boyfriend at the time was pulling his dick out of me, and then slamming it in real fast and real hard, once he missed, and i... went in my ass, holy shit did that hurt. I could not get him out fast enough, my ass hole was ablaze. Can't imagine having to wear one for a few hours like Sandy and Brenda were going to do.Sandy and Brenda kept rolling each other around in the mud, and they were both about to pass out from exhaustion when Brenda once more got a good hold of. Honey hoped he had gotten his job at the "Gardens" and would avoid trouble for having met her quite by accident. She sat down at a small circular table and sipped the fake coffee made with some sort of bean that was definitely not coffee. Now that she was relaxed, she looked around the small shop and was shocked to see that "Marcel" was sitting quietly in a corner all by himself. She did her best to hide her confusion by attempting to remove a bogus eyelash from her eye and made a concerted. How was that possible? A moment ago they were normal, completely covered, barely any skin showing. The rest of the class didn’t seem to notice. They could tell she was acting odd but they didn’t know why. I mean who would ever guess that the reason was her breasts spontaneously grew? That sentence sounded dumb inside my head. That’s not possible. I must have been seeing things. Maybe it was just like that glowing light yesterday, I saw it but nobody else did. Except that wasn’t true. Nobody saw. In my autobiography, "I" usually refers to the central character, the specific Mark that this autobiography has been following for the last five years. Of late, "I" has been referring to the captain of the Voyage of Discovery, even though the autobiography's original mind had been duplicated into other bodies. In the text that follows, "I" will be from the point of view of the newly eight-minded, representative Mark. Most autobiographies don't have as much choice about where to focus as I do.On.