They were beyond huge. Did you see the way her biceps bunched up when she flexed? They were the size of grapefruits!”“I saw,” I sighed.“And ju...t ... cut, Greg. Every muscle on her body is perfect. And her movements are so fast and fluid, like she’s a dancer or a martial artist or something. Did you see how gracefully she moved? Even with all that ... rippling ... bulging ... muscle...”“I saw,” I sighed.“She would have destroyed you, Greg. I mean like, remember when she pinned you in wrestling. " You did this to me?" I asked, astonished. "But how did you shave me last night without waking me up? And why did you bleach my pubic hair blonde?"She smiled broadly. "I didn't any of that, honey, it was the spell I experimented with. It obviously worked!." Spell?" I asked, momentary forgetting our conversation the night before. "What spell?" The spell I used to get rid of that damned bristly beard of yours. The only way I could think doing it was to change your horrid old body hair to. Hard. ‘Damn it Alex! Snap out of it! Life is hard. And it isn’t fair, but as bad as you have it, there’s always someone who has it worse. Often in your own backyard if you have the eyes to see it.’ ‘What do you know about it?’ I snapped viciously. ‘I notice your kids are alive.’ ‘I know my mother died when I was six, and my father left when I was thirteen, leaving Mike to raise my sister and me. He was seventeen years old. But he manned-up and did the job the best he could. That’s what I know.. But he didn't, although she could feel themuscles clenching her finger contracting and releasing. She felt thesame contractions with her forearm which was now up against theside of his big hard-on towering almost straight up."OK?" she asked softly and when he nodded she began to probe furtherup his ass, working her finger in and out while twisting it backand forth at the same time until she finally had most of her fingerburied in his rectum. The feeling was exquisite to Bobby. He wastense, but.