She saw the display, the empty box, and what appeared to be Aurra Sing standing before her. Though it seemed impossible, Emily was convinced beyond w...rds that Sean had been changed by the mysterious alien box.Aurra Sing nodded, wincing again at the bobbing ponytail. "Yeah."Emily lunged at the control panel and pressed her hand against the red plate. In seconds, she'd called up an image of her husband. "Change back," she prompted with a sense of urgency in her voice. "Hurry!"Sean needed no. Click perhaps if he pissed, his mind told him the machine would be appeased, desperately he tried to pass water but by now the machine had his tool so rigid he just couldn’t do the deed, Click,... he began to squeal, the two women sat impassively watching, “stop the thing please, stop the thing,” Fred too began to moan quietly, the nipple cups having fallen away from Jim with a clatter, its vacuum slowly destroyed, his twin nubs, now red and pointed. Click,...suddenly he came with such force as. Love had made Diago crazy and angry enough to run away from home and ruin everything he had worked so hard to achieve. His middle brother Davis, who was 20, was the playboy of the bunch. He was a jokester, the original prankster who loved the ladies. And the ladies loved him. They called, they dropped by, they banged on the door, they begged, they cried- they loved him. They were addicted to the kaleidoscope of emotions that only Davis Stone could make them feel, they were willing to do. He looked relieved. He parked up, turning his lights off and I was already on him, breathing in his aftershave the one that makes me go crazy – and kissing his mouth, my fingers running through his hair as he held onto my lips with his. But this was not about foreplay. I knew what I wanted and I could see from the glint in his eyes that he wanted it too. He positioned my chair as far back as it would go, pushing me backwards, and then turned the handle until the chair eased backwards, moving.