"The Diddy King asks me to inform youhis Diddymen will be coming around with buckets please dig deep intoyour pockets. All money collected tonight wil... be split evenly betweenboth charities. I and my friends will be present on both Saturday andSunday."One person in the audience said, "My children ask will the Angels beable to sign their autograph book." Gaby looked across at the lady. Shewas sat near the front with two children in wheelchairs. "I presume both children are yours?" Yes they. Of course, that struck him as being normal because he knew the stress of cold weather on the human exterior shells was disliked by most and made life difficult when snow and ice was added to the mix to make things wet and sloppy.He took his quartet of human helpers to the bridge that led south in his central sector and watched the flow of humans walking slowly south but with a sense of purpose in their steps as if they were receiving instructions from an unknown source. He marked his. "I just, um ... I like to look like, uh..." Like a boy?" Angie lifted her eyebrows and smiled. I thought she was teasing me and I bit my lip. "It's okay. I like it. You make a really cute boy." Right!" I rolled my eyes and I was sure she was teasing me now."I'm serious!" she said. "Here. You didn't try any of your bagel yet." Oh, um..." I didn't have much choice but to open my mouth as Angie tore off a piece and brought it to my lips.She smiled at me as she put it gently into my mouth, like. It was the sound of my wife moaning at the top of her voice and a man grunting. Now, I’m not stupid, someone was obviously down there fucking my sweet little house-mouse wife and from the sound of it she was loving every second of it.I snuck into my basement tool room from a side door and I good a look at what was going on. There was my petite 110 pound small breasted wife lying naked on the couch. Her legs were spread wide open and were wrapped around some biker thug who was on top of her.