His voice revealing frustrationand agony. "I just can't be this much more." He let out a long drawn-out sigh. He perched on a bedroom chair, a soft...nylon camisole acrosshis knee; his head held in his hands as he hunched forward. He sobbedinto his chest.His phone did a good job of picking up all the sounds from the room andmy heart went out to him at that very moment. The poor, poor kid. IfI had been given to weeping, I think I could have wept.Tom's laptop search history showed he had been. She kept stroking slowly. Her eyes looking over the masked figure in the mirror. All that skin. Those breasts. She placed her other hand on a breast and squeezed as she stroked her penis. It felt so good.Suddenly she looked at the eyes behind the mask. This was way different then the old strap on. It felt real. Every touch, every squeeze moved her. Made her feel powerful. She wanted someone else to touch it, love it, adore it. More than that she needed to use it. Use it like it was meant to be. This creature was about to be my first. It was about to have my sexy, seventeen year old virgin body. I knew that it was more than likely that I would enjoy this but the creature also was likely to enjoy getting me. “Look here my sweet, blue eyed angel. You already are so wet and ready to be fucked but I want for you to tell beg me using a little sweet voice for it.” The creature then told me as he leaned more on top of me. “I do want you and I want you to fuck me.” I told him in a voice I. ENJOY, A Friend*****The effect was documented in a joint report of the FBI and KGB:We have traced the chaos and the disintegration of Society, as we know it to this seeming innocuous message sent to TG, political, environmental and every ethic group all over the world. The seeming impossible happened - the cursed spell worked!People swapped with movie stars, politicians, celebrities, their neighbors, their bosses, with lawyers, doctors, - and so on. Old with young, sick with healthy. But as bad.