I just got into trouble when I published those along with the stories. Then it got labelled as ‘pornography’ and I had to cross my heart and promi...e that I’ll never never ever again do anything so uncouth as this ever again, since it’s obviously okay to write fuck stories, but not okay any more to have those same stories illustrated. The world is a strange place.”She snorted. “For real now?” she asked incredulously.“Totally real,” I replied. “One of the services I use to publish my books. What do you think aboutthat?" "I love the idea. Do you think I could get a new dress?" "Sure, you can get two dresses!" "Great, I know exactly what I want." They were at an upscale women's clothing store and Pansy selecteda red and white mini-dress with red sequins on it, plus amicro-mini one that was sheer black on top and bright orange forthe pleated skirt. It was adorned with rhinestones that drewattention where the bright orange didn't. Pansy tried on the micro-mini and looked at. “I'm going to check if I can lend Sandra, Jerry, Alex, Pete and Jason a hand, it seems they've been in there a long time.” I answered. “They've been in the kitchen going on an hour and a half.”“Don't worry I'm sure they're doing fine and will be out soon, enjoy the game with us.” George said in an authority sounding voice that sounded more like an order than a request. “Okay if you say so George.” I said sitting down. No sooner than I had sat back down and Sandra came out of the dining. ”With that I noticed her eyes glance at my cock, which apparently had begun reacting to my consideration of why I was so compelled to masturbate with her unmentionables. My fear was still present, but somehow it was overcome by my own perversion. My balls had relaxed, and now hung easily in my scrotum, and my cock had begun to extend and swell. Though still hairless, at least I no longer looked like I had the penis of a five-year-old. As her gaze shifted upward, her eyes caught mine, and I.