I was reading something here in the library—have you looked at the books and tapes here? They're mostly sex related."Anyway, I was reading the diary...of this housewife who's a swinger. She averaged six men a night at a party, and she and her husband would go to these three-day retreats." I read something about that," Jared said, "and I really felt for the guys. All of this pussy around you and you can only get it up three or four times." Yeah, a girl can go until she gets tired, or too sensitive. She found something specific to admire in their efforts to be male. The look on their face was more pleasurable than what their bodies could ever do to her, not that that she ever found anyone who didn’t give her some modicum of pleasure.When Larry finally dipped his dick into her sloppy cunt, he asked her what she thought of the program so far. Her eyes were dreamy as she said, “I think I found my calling.”And so it went all weekend. There were piss olympics and gang pisses and fucking all. Breathe, hold, and squeeze. A "thwit" sound, no louder than a nightingale rose from my weapon as I fired. I looked through the scope and watched as Leo stood up, wavered on his feet and then fell over dead. The females didn't even notice. I tried to chamber another round slowly without making any sound. I was successful and I patiently watched for my next shot. I was not going to rush this. "Thwit". I got one of the juvies that had moved over to claim Leo's prize. He stopped dead in his tracks,. Like I could just walk home and have him believe I was me. I snorted at the ridiculousness of it. I looked hesitantly at Leslie, wondering what we were going to do, and hoping that she wouldn't get me in trouble. Seeing the look on my face she sighed. "All right" she said reluctantly, "I guess this is part of the price I have to pay for testing the STEP." Taking a deep breath, she looked thoughtful, then rather embarrassed. "Since I'm going to have to pretend to be you until tomorrow,.