I managed to get myself appointed to a committee of three people and one of the other people on the assignment was Jenny. I hoped this would turn out ...ike I wanted it to and sure enough, in about 3 weeks, I found myself meeting one night in Jenny's home and the other person wasn't able to come that evening. When I knocked on the door to Jenny's home, she came to the door and invited me in. We immediately set to work on what we were supposed to do and during the next three hours, I was able to. Now I put my hands high in the air dancing and turning. His hands never leaving my waist as I turn. I know my big titties are out there bouncing and swaying. I stop turning, we are face to face. I give my tits the old shimmy right there in front of him. He can't take his eyes off them. He moves in and is rubbing them with his chest. Now if you know me, you'll know what I do next is not unexpected. I took the back of his head, brought him in and batted him about the face with my tits. His hands. The voice of an angel. The voice of my angel. MyAmy. My wife. My life!Memory started to return, and with it pain, not physical, but emotional,and another moan escaped my lips. "James, can you hear me?"I try to answer, but the only sound is a groan."Oh, thank God. James, it's me, Amy. I'm here. I love you!"Again, I try to answer, but the effort is too much, and the velvetyblackness enfolds me once again.*****Paul and Erin kept the vigil in the waiting area while Amy sat withJamie in her. The cover swore to it.He had had sex with a male who had ensured that he would cum and notjust receive anonymous thrusts. He was fucked and happy!I studied his face. Then considered my own.And I realized at that moment that I could be as pretty as that boy. Icould femme up and get men to love me, not just fuck me.Mom was right. As always.I slathered a bit of Slickyboy Masturbation Cream onto my stiffenedpenis and opened then Panty Boy magazine.The coverboy was featured in a story called,.