.. still not quite satisfied."... what... your... name??" Karl enquired, breathlessly."M-Hezz." the red haired man said back."You can't leave me like...this." We can and will, until what is done is d-" No. You can't leave me. Like THIS" he rasped, and turned around andjumped at the alien, pushing the red headed man back on to the sheets.In his current, delicate state, he was in no way able to resist.Karl, in the full throes of passion, ripped his top off, and the braunderneath, without a care.. Her blue denim skirt was bunched up around her waist and she was slumped back in the chair with a leg over each arm. My gaze was transfixed on the white triangle of cloth covering her mound."I knew it was the white ones you liked the best. Do you recognize them brother dear? They are the ones you were enjoying yourself with when I caught you in the bathroom."Fuck she had seen them that day. I was so humiliated that I tried to pull my eyes away from her crotch, but it was though I was hypnotized. “How soon will you get tired of that one as you do all the other?" sighed Danny.“Well... I don't think that I will do that soon." If only he had bothered to take his nose out of the newspaper Danny would have seen her eyes so bright and sparkling, her face rapturous, her hand unthinkingly dropping to her crotch.Now the house was quiet. Danny at work, her chores done, Vicky took the black box from its hiding place. She had quite deliberately hidden it so that if her husband had been curious, a. Y'know, trapped between genders. Less than a man, less than awoman, that sort of thing." No, I mean, why all of it? Maybe Tristan was a jackass, but how couldANYTHING he did possibly justify spending the last fifteen yearssystematically ruining his life?" Oh, that," she smiled. "Just for fun, I guess."Despite the weirdness of the situation, Graham found himself gettingdrawn in. "Just for FUN?" he echoed."Well, in my defense, he did say and do some very unkind things," shecountered. "But really.