And, you were totally cool with that, or so you said." Okay, so you had the damn operation. And now you won't give me a moment's rest. All the time no... you want a piece from me. A piece of ass. My ass. My poor, aching ass." I'm sorry, baby. I can't help it. I've been feeling so horny and aggressive since the surgeon remodeled me and adjusted my hormones. Just visualizing your bare butt and thinking of the things I can do with it makes me wet. It gives me such a rush of pure, naked power and. An excitement burned inside of me. Creating always made me wet. It was such a sexual act to bring something of beauty into the world, the meeting of the esoteric mind with the physical world, combing them to form something almost preternatural.“Mistress, your tools,” Carsina said. The equally naked priestess of Krab walked out, her skin that lovely shade of Valyan blue, a pale tinge that infused her flesh. Her scarlet hair spilled about her smiling face. She held a collection of chisels on a. Harrisburg was empty since I went through after the morning rush hour. I stopped off at the grocery store on the way home to pick up food for lunch and snacks. I pulled in front of my house a few minutes before noon.Surprisingly the house was locked up and deserted when I got home. I realized that the University of Delaware started classes damn early after New Year's. Today was Andy's first day of classes. I carried my bags inside and downstairs to my bedroom. I started my first load of wash. “Actually the entire name is Alexander Hamilton Washington Jefferson Lynch, Jr.,” I said.Millie laughed and again her laugh was so infectious I couldn’t help but join her.“That must have been difficult for you in school,” she grinned, “especially in elementary school.”“My brother has an even worse name,” I said. “He is Daniel Boone Crockett Bridger Lynch. My grandfather and father both liked early American history.”“Davy Crockett and Jim Bridger?” Millie asked.I was somewhat surprised. Most.