. I put on a show for him and that's what you are seeing. I felt like I was a stripper giving him a lap dance or something." But, but, this pic look... like, you know, on your lips." Bob said."Well Bob, he pushed his penis through the hole and I didn't do anything to stop him." Sue explained. "I took advantage and that is my fault. I know better, but at that moment it just got away from me. I was living out my stripper fantasy. At the time it seemed natural." "This is going to be hard to. The yellow object seemed to object to the wind and moved, ever so slightly. It had tried to conceal its efforts to escape the cat, but she was too quick to be fooled! Without a moments thought she pounced, claws outstretched and ears pushed back. The slick feeling of the bag was under her paws as she looked left and right, trying to see any more movement it was planning to make. The object lay still underneath her claws, her sharp claws digging into the yellowness of it. The cat relaxed, her. Or maybe a tranquillizer. But it feelssacred."She nodded solemnly, deeply moved. It was a moment before she couldspeak. "That might explain why you're still beardless," she saidthoughtfully. She reached over and touched my cheek.In fact what little beard I'd grown I'd had laser-removed, again as akind of homage, and then I'd gotten my skin derma-braded, resurfaceduntil it was smooth as a woman's. I told her that, and she was moremoved still. Then, "Do you wear bras often?" Yes. Yes, I. I nearly cried as Harry read that part tome. I don't think he noticed, as he was excited about getting the go ahead toshoot certain of the poses for real.Harry and he exchanged a few emails to finalize the details so I took theopportunity to go upstairs for something to drink. I politely asked Craig if hewanted anything and he asked for `something diet'. I returned with the drinksand took his too him, he still hadn't stirred from the bed, and noticed despitemyself that his cock had remained.