It read…“I’LL TOSS YOUR SALAD!YOU SUPPLY THE GOODSI’LL DO ALL THE WORKSATISFACTION GUARANTEED!$15 RICHARD 555-555... “Suddenly, the phone rang. Richard Widemouth answered the phone“Hello” said Richard in a voice that sounded like a friendly buttercup“Hi. I’m calling about the ad in the Reader. Is this Richard?”“Yes, this is Richard” said Richard Widemouth in a voice that was more persimmon than buttercup“Well I’m James and I want my salad tossed.”“Yes James I’d be. "please stop doing this to me" I typed"Really, you want me to stop now and leave you like this? I was going to put you back as you were when I have finished my fun, maybe even improve you, but if you want me to stop..." No no, I couldn't bear to stay like this, please carry on" OK, good choice, now I saw you looking at the CD in their lingerie and realised you must be a closet sissy, so I want you to put on the lingerie on the floor next to you"I looked down and there was a pile of underwear. I went to the bathroom to allow my dick to settle down, thinking to myself ‘I shouldn’t be able to get this aroused so many times in one day’, then returning to the TV room to find everyone getting organised for sleep, and Mae handing out new pills to all of them! Yes, and to me - how could I refuse in front of them, Mae was a nurse after all. I swallowed and tried willing myself not to grow as before, and succeeded in at least hiding myself by sitting at my computer desk in the corner, before. It actually didn't like all the water, but the dry season mostly made up for the overabundance, and the porous soil quickly drained.John thought of his old friend the Caravan master, and thought he could do well for himself on this southern route, picking up saffron, fine pottery, and sapphires in exchange for silk, woolen and felt goods, and blue dyes. He wondered how Wong was doing, and if the families children had had a good gathering, with status and good barter. He mentioned his thoughts.