She went on to say that Tom's alter ego was Susan andthat she had her own selection of clothes and existed maybe oncea week.It seemed almost natural s...tting beside Mrs Russell in my skirt.We discussed whether I should tell my parents and she suggestednot to as not everyone was as open minded as she was. What shedid suggest was that I could come round to her house whenever Iwanted and dress up and I could meet 'Susan' and play with herif I liked.I glanced at my watch and saw it was almost 5.00. Rightcame along. His name was Antoine, a student at the Ecole d'economie deParis. We met at a disco and he introduced himself by running his handsup my leg into my dripping wet panties. We started going out regularly.That meant a lot of nights together in bed making passionate love. Eventhough he used a condom, I was ultra careful and made sure to alwaystake my pill. He was getting very serious about our relationship andwanted me to meet his parents but I told him that marriage was out ofthe. "So Stephanie, how was it? Did you get off too?" she asked, knowing the questions would start a new round of laughter."See...that's why I can't confide in you ladies," Stephanie said, laughing herself.As they joked and enjoyed time together, their missing friend was up to something just as shocking and outlandish as Damian's 'dream'.Alice Bottomley had waited for Damian's mother to pull from their driveway and head down the lane before she made her move. Standing on the Sizemore front porch,. They for sure were hardwired for sex, and often would attempt at least self-gratification towards things they probably shouldn't. Making things to increase your self-pleasure fair enough, but trying to Fuck inanimate things or plants? Heck random other animals that you can't reproduce with? Then there's trying to fuck close relatives, the dead, children... What was wrong with so many of these things?The thing looking out towards the planet had a theory, and a solution. The thing went to make a.