"Do you see a man there?"Jake turned to the large mirror on the wall flanked by religious images."No, not now, I see someone else," she said."So what ...o you see there?" he asked patiently."I see Kimberly," she said."And what is Kimberly?" he asked her."A woman," she said. "She is the wife in our marriage." And are you the husband of the woman in the mirror?" Yes," Jake said in the lazy way she had begun speaking in."No, you're not Jake," Brother Paul said. "The flesh that the Lord hadplaced you. Darkness swallowed him as he fell, and at that moment he felt the ripping pain of a black stone dagger, its edges scalloped and sharper than any surgeon's scalpel. It slashed into his chest and sawed downward, splitting him open to reveal his furiously beating heart. In the crescendo of pain and horror, his eyes blurred and in the center of his mind a bright point of light began to grow, expanding, coming nearer, and his gaze lifted from the massive bloody opening in his chest to focus on the. I have to respect that.(*Anne-Mal) Well, one of the few stories I wrote was "The Things You Do For Love", a story puzzle which is a homage to you and Steve Zink.(Darkside) But the 'people' like SRU stories, if you believe the hit counts. Any chance of a VT SRU story?(Nostrumo) *Chuckle* The old man gets a wife with some wit! :)(Vickie) I would have to shift my own perverse attention from the ACT of feminizing to an odd or curious result of it. That could happen. I wrote "Charmed" as a challenge. After tasting the soft flesh of my inner thighs for what seemed like an eternity, I felt his warm breath on my dripping pussy. His tongue made tantalising little circles around my clit, the tip getting closer, closer, just a breath away from the throbbing nub. Then it moved and parted my flushed, swollen outer lips. I moaned and pushed my pussy at his face, desperate for more and his tongue slid in deeper. As John’s tongue penetrated me, I felt my moistness escape, flooding it and letting him.