My eyes track your mouth, lust pooling low in my belly. I love your mouth. The bow in your top lip was the first thing to attract my attention, after ...our intense blue eyes. Oh, and your bottom lip ... I can’t explain the pleasure I get from your mouth.You started to drift off while my attention was distracted by fantasies of your luscious lips. I can’t resist. I push myself up, slip my damp tongue along the seam of your lips; moaning softly at the pleasure, tracing the gorgeous curves. I know. . I don't know. It just seems so easy for you." That's because I have a sixth sense about these ladies, Davy. I can tell which ones are ripe and ready to bloom. I'll teach you some day. Anyway, this Caroline was just so ripe she was ready to fall off the vine. I just satisfied her by giving her a few orders, and she was delighted to obey." You're really something, Grandpa."Grant raised his chin and puffed his chest out. "Well, thank you, Grandson. You make me proud too."They drove a few more. “But this, this is a body a man wants, a man needs. This is a body that gets, and keeps, a man like my husband. Do you understand slut?”I nodded my head. “Now, I had to fly all the way down here, and watch the video of you getting fucked by that fat cabbie and my husband. I’m horny, and you owe me bitch.” I stared at her, not understanding. She laughed, and grabbed me by the hair, pulling me to a large chair. She slapped me and forced me to my knees.She sat down, and spread her thighs. Her. .ah...sexual object choice..." "Henry?" Interrupted an exasperated DuBork. "Please put it in layman's terms, Huh?" "Why Smilie, our young man is already homosexual now, its just that he doesn't know it...hum. To the extent that the process successfully reverses all of Paul's neurally related sexual mechanisms it seems hardly fair to label the boy a homosexual, hum, more like a woman in a man's body. Yes, that's better. A woman's brain in a man's body." "Sounds painful Henry." "Hum. It.