"But what kind of contest do you think Barocca has in mind?" "C'mon, Jordan. That should be obvious," said Tiffany. "Surely you haven't forgotten ho... Barocca was humping her brains out against you, during the Main Event?" "We've only been given a general idea ourselves," said Dee Dee. "Barocca contacted us earlier to let us know what her plans are. All we know is she wants to hold some major fuck and suck contest. And that you're going to be one of the major participants in it." "What do. "If you'll ride to that rise," I told the young ensign, "you should be able to see it." He kneed his horse and galloped away. "Got any tobacco," I asked the noncom, a small but grizzled veteran who looked at me suspiciously. He dug in his pocket and produced a twist as I stepped behind him, yanked up his chin and cut his throat with Magda's gutting knife. The blood sprayed away and filled the gullies in the well-worn road.I heard hoof beats and held the Redcoat up until the officer was right. Julie grunted in pleasure, her legs rising to clasp Doug’s waist, her ankles locking behind his back as his thick cock bulldozed into her grotto with a single firm thrust. Kneeling beside the copulating couple, Roger watched fascinated as Doug’s thick, shaven shaft pistoned back and forth in Julie’s equally smooth pussy. With each thrust, spurring his cock ever faster into the welcoming grasp of Julie’s pussy, Doug could both feel and hear his heavy, hairless balls slapping wetly in the mixed. "And, then finally, there boys who have gone all the way and had what iscalled sexual reassignment surgery. They have had their boy partremoved and had a girl part constructed in its place. These people arenow considered women."So, you see, Jordie, there lots of variations. And you can be anythingyou want. Whatever feels most comfortable to you. And there is no rushto make up your mind."This was a lot for me to take in, but I was happy to hear that therewere lots of choices. Mom.