No wonder she felt like she'd been streched. It made sense if she had taken that monster. She could just imagine what that would feel like, and she ac...ually felt a pang of disappointment that she didn't remember it. What the hell was she thinking? And how the hell did such a little guy grow such a huge cock? The damn thing was almost like a third leg, and she felt herself getting moist as she thought about trying to fit it down her throat. What's wrong with me? Jason didn't know what she was. I don’t like being heavy, but I refuse to let it stop my life from happening. I have lots of friends and they all say I wear my weight well. I have a very proportioned hour glass figure. Sexually I am very upfront about my life. I have been referred to as a gay man trapped in a woman’s body because I enjoy a certain amount of … well…. forwardness in my relationships. I enjoy sex. I enjoy talking about it with my friends, many of which are gay men. And I make sure that anyone who gets involved. That way, all present will be awed by my sheer sexuality and will become jealous of your ownership of me. They will, however, be wrong about the source of my pleasure. That will come purely from the fact that I am serving you as you desire to be served and I hope cause your heart to swell with pride in our love.I realise that this jealousy will lead to me being even more horrible used, but my serene smile will show you that I will suffer anything to prove my love.Pain is obviously very. "I'm not ready to enter a nunnery again, if that is what you mean," she said."No. that is not what I mean at all. What I mean is, are you ready to act responsibly," I asked."In what way?" she countered."Well, let's take it the other way, let me state what is irresponsible. Picking up strange men in bars and bringing them home is irresponsible. The problem is not only might they may be carrying an STD, they may be carrying a S&W as well. The STD might be your problem, but the S&W is likely to be.