Bill felt his world spinning again, faster this time. The blurry imagespasted; the people and places; sunrises and sunsets; winters andsummers....Sudd...nly, Bill was alone. He was back in his house; sitting on the samecouch. The glass of whiskey was still there along with the cigarsmoldering in the ashtray."AHHH!!!" he screamed. Bill patted his body, making sure that he wasreally himself."What a fucking crazy dream," he said, downing the glass. He looked atthe clock on the wall. It had been only. Before men knew it, women were their equals in almost every way. Fortunately, because President Dean's policies were indiscriminate and wisely prevented women from achieving supremacy, men quickly accepted the new normal.President Dean was beloved by the American people for her beauty and intelligence. After graduating from Harvard at twenty with a degree in political science, she went into politics and quickly climbed the ladder. She shattered John F. Kennedy's record for youngest president,. I think the joke at the time was "Does the rug match the curtains?"When she got into her running shorts and top she looked almost like a boy because she had a small tight backside and her boobs were on the smallish side that could be easily cupped by a loving palm even as small as mine. Her nipples were quite pronounced but it was obviously a genetic trait because my mom had the same thing not that I spent much time looking at my mom's nipples.I used to hold her ankles when she was doing her. My hips start bucking, and I hear myself letting out high pitched moans and squeals. Liv looks up at me and kisses me again, hard. Her tongue sliding with mine, combined with her fingers curling up and hitting my G-spot is almost unbearable. “AHHH OH FUCK, OH GOD!!” I scream, and start to shudder. Liv twists her hand inside of me, and flicks her thumb over my clit. This sends me over the edge.“AHHHN, OH YES FUUUCK!!” I scream and wrap my legs around her arm. Liv puts her crotch onto the back of.