My eyes werehooked on that toy. I just craved it."I think that what you told me of Kasim gave me a few good ideas,Samantha! Now, why don't you get on ...our knees and give this toy a warmwelcome to our home?"I dropped on my knees immediately and slipped the tip of that plasticmonster between my lips. As it slid on my tongue I could tell that itwasn't the same as having the real thing in my mouth, but I really wantedit. I wanted all of its length down my throat. The moment it hit myclitoris I let. "Rick brayed out a sharp laugh. "Good one, Bryan," he said. And, just like that, I had acquired myself a new nickname. In a short amount of time it was shortened to just "Head," but it managed to spread out from the team to other acquaintances. I was not at all happy about it, but I couldn't deny its appropriateness. Before long almost everyone I knew was calling me Head.At least it wasn't shortened from Shithead, I reminded myself sourly. It wasn't until several weeks later that I came to. She was surprised and delighted to learn that Lee had already begun working on his divorce. Inside, she found the house as lovely as it was outside. It was furnished in what might have been antiques or very good reproductions, and was obviously well cared for. While it wasn’t exactly what Carol would have done, it did look comfortable. ‘Come on upstairs,’ Lee said, ‘I’ll show you to our room.’ He led the way up a long, winding staircase into a huge bedroom, the centerpiece of which was a. How could I be even contemplating doing this? They are my friends, my responsibility. I should be willing to do anything to protect them. Instead, I'm busy figuring out how to corrupt them as well. The problem is: the instant I stand up and flat refuse, which looks to be my only option if I don't want to go along, they drop the hammer.I ... don't want that. I like my new body. I cannot believe how much I want to keep it. Admit it, I like the women, too. I'm still thinking about this morning's.