I pulled my hand out and sucked my fingers. As I watched in the mirror as my golden liquid flooded my panties then began leaking out. I could feel it ...eeping up my ass and flowing down my legs. A lot of it though wound up in the bowl under me.I couldn't help it but to put my hand back in my panties and begin fingering myself again. It was warm wet and wonderful. My other hand reached in back and began rubbing my wet ass. While I don't like having anything big up my backside, something small. Wally ain't comin' back after two years, and I have a hankerin' to find myself a man. Someone I can like ... maybe even love. The more I see you, the more I'm thinkin' you're the best chance I got." Well, that's mighty kind of you, Wanda. I'd be right proud to be your feller, but first I'd like to talk to Daddy and Ma about this. It's a big step for me and, with you still bein' married and this bein' a small town, I'd be more settled if they understood first off."She nodded. "That's very. Whatever you think here can and will become your new reality. However, you can not simply create reality the way you want it. There are certain...rules that must be followed." What kind of rules exactly?" To be honest, there is but one rule." And that would be?" Simply put, you must accept whatever condition that is set forth in order to enter your new reality." What do you mean?" For example, if I were to say to you 'What if you could walk on your hands instead of your feet but you must only. He had heard about our little project and wanted in. I got his name and information then I made the call to my friend in the Sheriff’s office. By that time the Sheriff had signed off on the project so it wasn’t necessary to hide my interest.“So Amos, I need you to run a name for me. Run it against the local and national crime data bases?” It took just twenty minutes to disqualify him. The hard part was telling him.I bit the bullet and called him. “Look kid, I know you had a hard time and are.