" Maybe the hand belonged to whoever 'she' was. How do I find out? I know. I should open my eyes. How do I do that? I can't see anything in this void....I just will my eyes to open.Light! I see rays of light! I see someone. Who are you? Where is this place? Blonde hair hanging down. Head lowered. I can't see a face. An arm. Female. Tanned. A hand. Thin fingers, graceful. Holding my hand. Her body shaking. She's crying. The sobbing I'd heard earlier.The room. The light. The smell of medicine and. Well what a disaster. She went mad about it. We often socialized with my work friends, and Margie said that she'd never again be able to look them in the face. When I'd told the guys what had happened about Margie finding out that I'd shown her pics, and that she'd gotten rid of them all and refused steadfastly to pose for more, the guys were disappointed; "the fucking bitch," and "damn, what a fucking cunt," they exclaimed.The upshot of it all was that she got rid of just about all of the. You will be amazed at your popularity."Jack was silent for a long time and then thought, "How do I know you willkeep your word and change me back?" You don't Jack but it's your only option. Now give me your Soul or remainas you are FOREVER!" said the devil."OK" said Mad Jack "Anything would be better than this!"The Devil smiled and said "You might be surprised" and there was a flash andthen darkness.When Jack awoke again he knew his situation was just as bad if not worsethan before. He felt. “Wow, fuck are you kidding me, that is fucking awesome.” The third pic showed my man standing completely naked with his back to a wall mirror, hands on hips, proudly flaunting his thick, nine-erection.The fourth pic showed my man sideways to the mirror. A woman was kneeling in front of him with the tip of his erection between her lips,“Oh fuck, that’s you Niki. Who took the photo?”“Perhaps you and your man would like to visit us soon Zara?, I teased, excited at the prospect as I kissed her.