And according to the butcher, this lamb was frolicking in a field in Snowdonia just last weekend.”The dessert was simply heavenly—home-made apple ...nd blackberry pie. The fruit was also from the garden. The six of us polished off three and a half bottles of wine during the meal, and we boys enjoyed a couple of bottles of Carlsberg each too.“Shall we go through to the lounge, lads?” Jack asked after we’d all finished eating. “I’ve got a bottle of twenty-year-old Scotch that I’ve been looking for. "Aw... I feel stronger, but I almostseem to be shrinking... isn't BrutBeer supposed to make me some hulkinggiant?"A squeeze to the rump made him jump and squeal. His voice was still a bithigher pitched as he waited for the last effects of the transmorphic sodato wear off, causing him to flush and blush as he whirled around to stareat the source of the unwanted attention. "Daaaamn, girl! You're lookingreally good these days!" Tiny the femme white mouse giggled and squeaked,blue-white eyes. The only time I had ever been that hard was my wedding night with you.”“So you were enjoying it?”“You have no idea, Goyse. When we got into the shower I asked her had she ever thought of shaving her muff. Her response was to ask me would I do it for her. I took my razor but realized that her pubes were too long to attack with a razor. I had her lie down on a towel. I took a pair of scissors and clipped her. She was so turned on that her juices were flooding from her and I was so hard that it. Thursday, we went to church as a family and I got to see Alex for the first time since August. He seemed subdued but not wrecked. I've seen him wrecked; I still have nightmares about it. We spoke on the phone and we e-mailed a lot but it's not the same. In church, we were limited to a handshake and a hug. He had to get to his other grandparent's house. That gave me several hours to catch up with the rest of the family before his branch made it over to our Great Grandmother's house. Well, my.