But I, unlike him, cannot simply wish food into existence."I wasn't listening to him. The tray was piled high with croissants and jams of all colors. ...lso set out on the tray was a small pot of tea.I picked up a croissant and a knife and lightly spread the red jam across it.I took a bite.Some of the flakes fell off and landed on my chin.It was the best thing I'd ever tasted.I quickly picked up another pastry and this time simply dipped it in the jam rather than wasting time with the knife. I. The social makeup of the place was definitely Red State; overwhelmingly white, Christian and conservative. It was always amazing to me and yet, at the same time, completely understandable how many men I was able to have sex with. None of them were ever out but there was only so long that a person could run from their sexual urges.I dated women exclusively. Some of them were kinky, others not so much. The others didn't last very long but the kinky ones and I had our fun. As it was such a white. Minutes later she strode through reception, and out in to the fresh morning air. Passing the deserted Guardroom quickly she left the site for the first time in days, all she needed now was some form of transport!Inside the bio-suit the softest of changes was rapidly modifying Tom's previously male body. The nipples began to get plumper, and small pads of virgin breast tissue gathered beneath them. His once proud penis was no more, as yet there was nothing to replace it, just smooth silky pubic. I guess it will at that." "But, then again, when you think about it, I guess I've got the best of both worlds." Gale's words bubbled with unfettered excitement. "I mean, you're my husband, my lover, and thanks to those magical stiletto heels of yours, the very best girlfriend that I ever had, all wrapped up in one neat little package."+++++ A few minutes after that exchange, having spasmodically leapfrogged from one subject to another without any rhyme or reason, Gale became serious all of.