" I stand up and step away from you, "Follow me." You follow me down the darkened hallway, to our bedroom. The lights are off but the room is l...t bright with scented candles. I walk inside and stare out the window, my back to you. You watch me, admiring the way the candlelights flicker making the light dance on my ass. You glace around the room and notice my other preperations. The bed is stripped of everything but a sheet. On the middle of the bed is a large wedge; the one we ordered. John didn't mind her girly games; but he was determined to find out why girls were different.There was no internet back then, so he could only ask his school friends.Most of them had no idea either, but one had an older s1ster, who called hers 'pussy'.Janet and John had a young grey cat called 'Fluffy'.When Janet cuddled Fluffy it drove John wild with desire; his little willie standing up proudly.Janet had no idea why she had this effect on him; but kept doing it.One hot summer day Fluffy the. .. the term of ‘girl’ was correct, and yet somehow it was lacking. They were something more, yet also something less -- something... primal. It blinked, mentally searching, looking for a better phrase. ‘K... kuntz’ it thought, its malformed mouth working silently as it struggled with the word. Yes... Human CUNTS! Now that felt right! It trembled with anticipation, knowing its journey had reached the proper end. The surging water in the tunnel briefly ebbed, driven by the rhythmic. She was acting really strange, like she knew something bad was coming down. But she wouldn’t tell me anything.’ ‘I don’t know if we should trust this guy or not. He seems really…creepy. But a hell of a lot nicer than those cops.’ ‘I think we have to. Mom said – ‘ Vholes stuck his head around the kitchen doorway. ‘Perhaps you could assist me for a moment, Master Jack? Here in the kitchen, please.’ I gave Jennifer an uneasy look and kissed her gently. ‘I’ll be right back,’ I whispered. ‘I just.