She sighed slightly as each finger examined her breast.She hurried into her new bedroom to find something to wear. Their weight brought on new sensati...ns, as her body was unaccustomed to the mass that shifted her gravity. With each step she took, she could feel them bounce and sway, tugging downward on her chest. The emptiness of her crotch felt so strange, her once dangling manhood, now streamlined and flat.She spent the morning exploring every nook and cranny of the apartment. Most of it was. Rector Street..."The train pulled up quickly to the next station. The double-edged swordof a local, sure it's nice that ten stops come quick, but also, damnmaking ten stops to go thirty blocks.The group of girls got up, mincing their way off the train. Looks likemy guess was right and they were headed for Wall Street. And not to letthe chance go to waste, I hurried to take the now open seat. Sometimesyou have to make your own luck.Off my feet for the first time in a little while, I ached in. But I also sucked dick, they ran a few trains on me, and there were some other pretty weird things, but for the most part I liked it all, and I never had so many orgasms in my life.” Shelly looked at Megan after saying this and there was a long silence. Shelly didn’t know if Megan was disgusted with her or maybe a little turned on. Megan couldn’t comprehend what her friend had just told her. Her best friend in the whole world was now fucking guys, a lot of guys. She was having sex with women,. I hadn’t hurt anyone. I hadn’t stolen. I hadn’t even lied. What I had done was to front money for a couple of my former fraternity brothers to start a business that would offer quick returns. What I hadn’t known was that the business was smuggling dope. In the eyes of the court, being the Money Man equaled being the kingpin. It would be another 20 years before I could hope to return to my life. When that day came, I would be an old, old man. Until then, I would have to be content with my.