Turning from him I talk to the bartender to find out what the gentleman is drinking and have an Irish whiskey sent his way. Turning back again I find ...hat he has disappeared and I am feeling disappointed that he wasn’t the one. I turn back to the bartender and ask for a glass of white wine but before I could pay for my drink I see a flash of blue catch my eye and hand the bartender the money. His fingertips brush my hair from my ear and he whispers thank you for the drink…my name is TJ…yours?. . hair with no style. Sophie was very pretty almost at ‘stunning’ level while Bev was just a plain Jane and although beauty is in the eye of the beholder I personally found both of them attractive in their own ways.OMG wouldn’t that be the perfect scenario if Sophie and Bev got together, Wow I think I would need more pills . The weird thing was that as I was describing and comparing Bev and Sophie I could feel the rush wearing off however as pointed out by my dear sister my cock was coming back. “Ah, our Ambassador has arrived at last, along with his beautiful aide. Please, take a seat at the table.” The Patriarch’s baritone reverberated through the room as Dennis pulled up a stool at the far end of the table and hopped up awkwardly, Xhe seating herself beside him.“I will translate anything that is said. Please rely on me,” she whispered into his ear, and Dennis nodded.The Patriarch continued to speak, his loud voice echoing throughout the room. It had the acoustic qualities of a. "I HAVE BREASTS!!! WHY DO I HAVE BREASTS???" I began to getfrantic and emotional. Pulled myself up into a ball in a corner of the bed andbegan to shake. Dana and Murphy stared at me with a look of disbelief. "Devin, you've been asleep for five days now. You were changing rightbefore our eyes." Dana tired her best to soothe me and calm me down. Iwouldn't have it. "Dana! I have BREASTS! I'm a MAN and I have BREASTS! I have thebody of ..." I suddenly realized something. I reached down between my.