In the next 5 hours I had 8 responses laughing at whatthey thought was a joke, but there were 3 response wanting my picture andmeasurements. By the ne...t morning their were 87 men bidding on me. By theend of the week I had narrowed down the possible candidates to 15, thelowest offer being $50,000 to swap with a hunky 23 year old. I contactedthe 15 men by phone. Some of them had very sad stories of never beingable to fit in, trapped in the wrong body, several felt they were toomasculine to ever. She looked over and walked up to me. "Hey, how come you always sit down?" she asked smiling. I raised one eyebrow. "Because I doth be fond of sitting," I responded. "Hey, um...did you ever kiss your girlfriend?" she asked sitting next to me. "Well...yeah. Why are you asking?" "Because...," she said giggling. I glared, and she giggled more. "Well there you go." There was a moment of silence. "I've never kissed anyone," she said kicking her legs. I really hope this. We’re working on that, though?I am making Gillian drink a tiny blot of my shit with a glass of milk every day, and it seems that soon enough she will be able to get lots of my poo poo down. We just need to work on it, right?So then we adjourn to the living room, so I can pee in her mouth, generally starting off at about two feet away from her chin. Gillian has perfect poise—she is able to kneel with her mouth open, and then I begin peeing in an arc across her expensive Oriental rug. At first,. I'd kissed every inch of Elisa's body as I had dried it and I was not going to stop now. I leant into her and kissed her bud gently, feeling it contract slightly and then relax under the touch of my lips. The tip of my tongue circled it softly, teasing and probing, before making one long sweep from her bud down across her glistening lips to her clit, already hard and inviting. I could not resist the invitation. I placed my lips round Elisa's clit and kissed it lovingly, feeling her squirm and.