They were gone. And in their place, he saw what had somehow been left behind: female genitalia. "It can't be so." He couldn't take his eyes off it. "I...ve got... a pussy down there."His heart pounded like a bass drum. He was dizzy. His legs dissolved and he fell to his knees. He shook his head again. "This can't be happening. I must be dreaming."Steve heard someone at the door and he abruptly stood up and faced it. He watched as it swung open to reveal Lenska. She entered the room and closed the. I know you were only ten but you have turned me on ever since”“really” she blushed.“not to be creepy or anything but I often think about you when I masturbate.” I winked.“thats not creepy, you want to know something?” she leaned in and whispered. “I think about you when I make myself come.” She took the last bite of her cheese cake and sat back to take a sip of her tea. Then licked her passionate red lips.I smiled at her and suggested we go back to her place as it was close and stop. . I sure hope he is, anyway."HomeLand Security: Office of Martin MyrowitzBright and early the next morning, Marty Myrowitz entered his office. He bit off a hunk of his cinnamon-raisin bagel – with a schmear of cream cheese, of course – and settled into his desk. The clock read 7:53. Technically he was early, but on his personal schedule, he was 23 minutes late. His wife and young daughter had both needed some extra time this morning. He adjusted their picture on his desk, tucked the rapidly. Alan dreaded to think what the bag contained but he quickly scooted off behind the rock formation to discover its contents, he never even considered not obeying his mother in law because he had done so once not long after he and Susan had married and she had restrained him for twenty four hours with his hands above his head fastened to a hook in the ceiling in his mother in laws garage. Not only was he hung up like a Christmas turkey but to make it even harder to bear he had to stand on tiptoe.