He put on some clothes being made for Lady Cynthiathey fit perfectly. He also took a dress from a shop assistant who haddied of the flux last month. H... looked out and watched for a drunk. Onesoon collapsed outside the shop - they usually did. He slipped out andput the medallion over the man'' head and dropped the dress on him. Soonthe man was a duplicate of the dead Nelly. He snatched the medallionfrom the transformed man and ran back into the shop. He heard a scream.The man had discovered his. "That sounds like a good idea," I replied as I felt my pulse rate rising and the butterflies returning to my stomach.I led Natty up to my room and we kissed again. She started pulling at my t-shirt and eventually pulled it off over my head. Then she kissed down my chest to my stomach and slowly slid my shorts down."I'll be right back," she said. Then she turned and left the room, leaving me standing there in just my white boxer shorts - a large and obvious tent sticking out at the front of. He shook his head and reminded himself he was at work. He finished his coffee and returned to his desk.A few days later he got courageous and took a couple of pictures of himself; one with him naked, with his erect cock in his hands, the other was of him climaxing hard. He mailed them to her in a large vanilla envelope. He got so excited with anticipation that he masturbated three times that night.Deana sat down at her desk and reached for the mail. She noticed there was an envelope from Phred,. " You could." No. I couldn't. You're not 'Davey' anymore. I'm not the person who gets to call you 'Davey' anymore."David was silent for a long moment."Are you okay with this?" he said finally."With what?" With ... Me. And Nicole. With us."She snorted. "David, don't tell me you'd end it if I told you to. I know you better than that." Okay, that much is true, but ... I mean, we could be ... More discreet." No, I'll be ... I'll be fine. And I couldn't ask you to end it, not in good conscience..