And people always say I'mcute enough to be a girl. But no one can imagine Kirk as a girlbecause, he says, he's 'ugly even for a boy'."Maggie rebutted...Blair, you're not being fair to me. It's never been a question oflooks. Kirk's has always seemed to despise femininity. Look at hisattitudes towards sissies, homos and girly girls. The only girl he'sever seemed to admire is Big Al, Alicia; and yet he can't stand herbeing a lesbian. No, Blair, there's no way you can convince me thatKirk. To your left. His Holiness awaits."He was then mildly but forcibly pushed, as if he had to be reminded that they were there to ensure his concordance and cooperation, or club him unconscious and fetch him themselves in front of the Patriarch, if the need arose.Ursempyre's steps were measured and slow, but steady and unwavering. He steeled himself for the confrontation, muscles tensing and relaxing in quick succession. He was as ready as he could be, he thought.The cave seemed to be hollowed out. The psychotherapist had me takea multi-phase personality test and if I wanted to make an appointment, hecould give me the results on Saturday. I made the appointment.The rainy day was Tuesday, 3 days to work, then I would find out whatthat test was all about. I thought that the results may help determinethe why and then maybe I could stop. I looked forward to theappointment.Saturday, and I was on my way to what type of answer I did not know, butit could be a place to start trying to get a. I placed my hands on her hips and said:“Good girl” in my most reassuring voice. “Now I’m going to claim you as mine.”I slowly pushed in as she let out a long, slow guttural moan. I kept pushing in until the arch of her back changed to a curl the opposite way…as though she were trying to get away from this invading monster touching her insides where she had never been touched before. “Almost there” I said encouragingly, but then quickly added “I won’t stop until you feel my heavy balls rest.