He thought it was worse than Sunday afternoon and evening. Everything was dead on Sunday morning. It seemed the world closed up shop then, more tightl... closed than the rest of the Terrible Thunder Lizard, which was the whole of Sunday. Morning though was where the T-Rex’s head was, and that was where the teeth were to pick him up and deposit him in the clay filthy decay smelling and befouled mouth with the razor teeth, under the hell hole breath of its nostrils, and the monster teeth sharp and. I turned for him to see my ass. Soft and white, round and plump. My body was shaved smooth, John liked me smooth. He reached over and firmly grabbed one ass cheek with his left hand, looked over at John and said to him, “that is a nice white ass.” “I told you. I’ve been trying to wear that ass out for months too. Can never get enough black dick.”, John told the stranger. “Turn around and face me” the stranger commanded me. I did what I was told. I had the feeling that this man could easily hurt. We used to meet for lunch twice a week tomake a time we could both get out and I would book a motel for a few hours.She told that she had been telling a girl she worked with about my 8 1/2 cock.She was a year older that me and had only ever been with one guy her husband who had a 5in cock and really wasn't interested in sex.The more her friend told her about me the hornier she became and told my lover Lucy she was lucky to have me and wished it was her.Lucy was telling me about what she had. When he had asked me to marry him, I couldn't refuse. I also left outthe part about how I had been a man before the memory transferexperiment.Sheila gave me an approving nod. "Have you set a date for the wedding?"I said no. She continued, "Edgar said that your photos were good enoughfor you to earn a very comfortable living as a model." She looked overher shoulder and saw that we were still alone. "I was Edgar's personalassistant when he divorced Joyce, Tom's mother. Edgar and I had beenhaving.