Such a desire must be a kind of disloyalty to her husband, she thought. With a deep groan, she turned her head and shut her eyes. The need for Jim's c...ck was a horrifying kind of sickness. But she heard Rocky's voice, tight and hoarse."Myra? Puss? Come on, puss, let's really share! How about it?"She opened her eyes and studied him. "You really do want to, don't you?"He nodded. His jaw bulged."Oh, honey! All right, honey," she whispered, then writhed with shame."Jim? You game?" asked Rocky of. I thought it was for you." I probably had a little edge of anger in my voice when I said this to him, since he turned and looked at me sharply when I said it."It is staying in the family Jackie, it's just that he came to me and not to you. And don't ask me who it is, because I'm not saying." I figured it must be my Uncle Bill, Billy's dad, or maybe one of my other uncles, so I didn't say anything more about it."So, how do you like the car? It's a real beauty don't you think?" Yeah, it must be. ” She smiled, turned so nearby neighbors in their closely spaced homes could also see, and flashed me a nipple with her free hand. A loud “Come in,” brought us back from our giddy teasing.When we rounded a corner, we saw the husband in a white tank top, seated with his hairy legs protruding from under his laptop. “Hi. I’m Richard, but everyone calls me Dick. I guess you’re Al and Sue. Give me a minute to close this file. Done!” Sue put the brownies on a table and turned back toward Dick. He. Also he wanted to be a girl too.He wanted to skip and play dolls and do girls sports and look pretty,he wanted to go to his prom in a dress and have a good looking boy onhis arm.He looked at the pills and the doll and in a fit of rage threw themacross his room. He knew his temper came from the fact his body did notmatch how he viewed himself. He pulled out a set of photographs; theywere images of girls in Sunday church dresses skipping on a rope havingfun. He listened hard and heard the front.