"It's weird, Dad, but I think I can do a lot of things I couldn't do before lighting flashed out of the sky and put me in a coma. That's why I was ask...ng about a computer. I think I'm pretty handy with a computer. I'm not a hacker, but ... I don't know. It's difficult to explain." I scrunched my brow purposefully. "Could I draw before? You know, like an artist?" Draw flies, maybe, but not like an artist," he said."After dinner, let's test one of the feelings I have. Let's find a piece of paper. He seemed confused at first. "Andy, dude what the fuck? Why are youdressed up like a girl?"I looked down, seeing the small bumps that my breasts created in myblouse, to the purse in my hands all the way down to my skirt andheels."Ben, there's something I need to tell you," I said.He went from being confused to being an asshole. "What? That my bestfriend is some sissy freak that likes to dress like a girl, are youserious right now. What the fuck bro. I guess you're not even a brolooking like. She was so tired, physically and mentally, she simply offered no resistance as he led her back to his car."I've screwed up my life Kirk... badly!" I know, but I'm offering you a fresh start. A chance to..." ... to have the life we used to have?" she asked weakly as he started the engine and pulled away from the curb."No, we can never have that again, but we can start over, make things different this time."Her heart leaped, for even through the fog in her mind, Marcy knew she had sunk as far as. Jack used his spare hand to pull Sally’s underwear down to her feet and she kicked them into the air. Jack couldn’t control himself much longer. He pulled Sally’s hand away and threw his boxer shorts off the bed. Jack positioned himself between Sally’s legs and began to kiss her lips again. Flirting with his Penis threatening to put it inside but holding off. He remembered how much Sally liked to be teased. Just when she thought it was going to happen he pulled away again. Sally responded to.