When he still had a beautiful wife, and lover. Just thinking about it he'd have sworn he could smell the Jasmine body splash Valerie had worn.That's w...y he'd started buying Playpen. He'd stopped at the news stand one night to get a Wall Street Journal and had glanced at the one on display. He picked it up idly and opened it to see a young looking girl with a monster prick in her pussy. That prick had a white ring of cum around it - the male had obviously cum in this girl and had then fucked her. I wondered how much of that was because he was an elf, and how much because he was one of her rescuers.Alistair gestured to Nate. "Perhaps you'd care to fill us in on your story, then?"He nodded, a familiar broody expression reminiscent of the game on his face. "For those of you who don't know me," his gaze travelled around the room and paused noticeably on me, "I am Nathaniel Howe. My father was the man responsible for the deaths of the Couslands and, apparently, countless other atrocities. The thought of penis remindedme of my own penis. I remember how the IPS officer told me when I wasstill a man called Ramesh that it would be re-attached after Jaggan iscaught. I was too stupid to believe him. At that time I knew it was riskybut all I was dreaming about the perks of being Sub Inspector after justtwo short undercover years and the dowry I would get after becoming an SI.It took me 6 months to get adjusted to the life of a girl. I was put on aheavy dose of female hormones. My skin. The farmhouse started out as one big room with fireplace, kitchen area in one corner, bath room of course and the rest was living room. Several years ago Dad added two bedrooms on opposite sides of the farmhouse. We arrived late Friday night and only had time for a quick snack before we headed for bed. Mom and Dad stayed in one room while Farhan and I shared bunk beds in the other. Farhan got ready for bed first and when he returned from the bathroom he was wearing only his boxers. I could.