Secret object of teenage wonder, of private experiment and adolescent discovery,the Beast is the doyen of delectable desire for wives and lovers or an...nymous one night acquaintances. Once awakened, it is wild, unpredictable and difficult to control. It is demanding, it is hungry, it is a lion rampant, a colossus standing proud, straight backed, and ready to dispense genes, implant seed or share interminable pleasure and love eternal. The Beast has willing helpers, a supporting cast that play. Jamieboy deserves a bigreward for being such an obedient little boss."I slowly opened my mouth and for the first time I felt a pulsingmember of my own gender in my mouth. Mr. Rearden moanedimmediately. "Pinch your nipples Jamieboy. That is good, right?Yes, you need Greta to serve you every morning from now on." Myhead was bobbing up and down on his hardening cockette. "Hmm,think of it when she comes to your office and drops to her kneesright in front of you every morning from now on. See. The Immersive Text starts by clicking on Follow Courtney, then Follow YOU. Thank you,)Courtney Jones stood nude and wet from a shower in front of the mirror in her bed room smiling. Her long strawberry blond hair was pulled into two long pigtails that made her look younger than her eighteen years. Her C-cup breasts stood proudly from her otherwise lithe frame. Her mother and father always claimed she had a smile of an angel, and she had enough compliments that it was probably true. Her legs. ” Sam tossed my overnight bag under a table near the dance floor. “Plus, it kept me from going crazy all afternoon.”I realized then she’d been just as nervous as I’d been. “What part did you do?”“I painted the walls. Simon helped me get that reddish-brown paper taped up, then I added streaks of red and black to make wood grain and knot holes.”I squeezed her hand as she pulled me to the refreshments table. “They catered in barbeque. You’ve got to try the brisket.”We nibbled as we wandered around.