What if Mom and Dad won't let me get a guitar?Why wouldn't they? Ursus thought in reply.I recalled the event of about a year before. I had told Mom an... Dad that I wanted to learn the guitar. They asked me if I would promise to practice every day. They told me that the strings would cut into my fingers. Their reaction struck me as strangely intense, and I received the impression that they didn't want me to learn it. I was confused and hurt, and I dropped the notion after that and tried to. She threw her head back and laughed. Dawn lifted her head and they both looked down at Mike. He pulled at his binds, but they were tight. He wasn't going anywhere.Without a word they joined him on the bed and kneeled on either side of him. They both removed their tops and their breasts spilled into his view. He licked his lips. Dawn leaned over his body, avoiding his cock and began to kiss Jasmine passionately. Their tongues swirled against each other and he could see them doing it and it drove. Meanwhile, my penis had become aclitoris, and a vaginal cavity had formed. I could feel all of ithappening, from the inside, as if I was watching a movie or medicalanimation. It was like I was watching an x-ray or ultrasound of myinsides. Then I felt the power shift ... it has spent only two or threeseconds around my groin, and now it moved to my hand pressed against thewound.I felt the power flowing out from my fingers and back into the unicorn.It took only a few seconds before I could feel. Rosalind does not need to move her finger to know her female centre is there, for she knows it better from deep inside herself. She swells and aches and opens, for she knows a man loves her, and he is in her kitchen. Strange to think that the clunk of pots and pans in the kitchen can make her womb ache for love, just as much as a still finger. But it has not been a still finger, for now the tip of her middle finger rests firm on the head of her clitoris. But Rosalind does not move the tip of.