Her voice trailed off as she fled."Oh god, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that, I didn't want it to spread."==========================================...==============================Alex Cutler paced fearfully across his bedroom floor, his mind stillspinning from the events of last night. He'd just made a very dangerousmistake. While he may not look much different from the average man, Alexhad one major secret. The mild-mannered office man was a gynethrope, awerewoman. Under the light of the. I was simply too stunned to put up a fight. I let Tasha drag me across the room, while she began stripping my clothes off of me. By the time my knees hit the edge of my bed I was out of my tank top, and my pants were being pushed down my thighs. I fell backwards into the mattress, and looked up at both of these beautiful women. My eyes went from Laleh, to Tasha, and back. I didn’t know where to look. And it was clear my confusion was a source of humor to both of them.Movement caught my eye, and. “I need to see your passports to register you, sir,” the clerk told us, and I released control of Knyphausen sufficiently for him to get out his passport, while I produced my Thai identification card. The clerk only glanced at his passport, but studied my ID card carefully.“This ID card is for a monk, are you a monk?” he asked, looking at me suspiciously in my new slacks and short sleeve shirt.“I was a monk at Wat Mai Nong Hoi for thirty-three years, but a few days ago my companion arrived with. As she pulled her bra forward off her shoulders, she said, "What are you waiting for? Get your shirt off. I want to feel my breasts rubbing against your chest."Without hesitation I pulled my t-shirt off and pulled Gabi into an embrace. She thrilled me pressing her hard nipples pressing against my chest. She leaned back into a reclined position as my mouth sought her lips. We kissed passionately for almost a full minute before I started moving my attention south. I kissed her face all over.