”“Well, we’ll sign you up tomorrow. We’ll put you on salary from the 26th. OK? Then we’ll send you to our tailor and then we’ll require yo... to report back on ... oh ... the 10th or the 17th. Would that work?”“Yes, sir. I’ll spend ten days with my parents, which should suffice so they’ll be glad I’ll be away again. One more thing?”“Yes?”“When’s the cruise and what are its ports of call?”“We’ll get you the brochure tomorrow. See you in the morning.” Foster tossed three shillings on the table and. That's worth this incredible feeling,after all, girls are people. How different can it be? It might be niceto live that way. I don't care what sex I am, so long as this feelingdoesn't stop... Through the haze of intense pleasure that filled him, a smallvoice struggled to make itself heard. How could this be happening? hisvanishing intellect cried out silently -- it's too late, too late... Barbara watched with wide, mesmerized eyes as the boy's bodytransformed before her. Though she had. . it feels good," she groaned, pushing against his finger.He had two fingers all the way in her cunt and both nipples red and raw before he lifted his face and kissed her mouth. "I have to fuck you, baby, I have to," he said. "Lay back in the pew; I can't wait!" Oh, my God," Linda cried, "not in the church." But she let him push her back onto the hard wood of the pew. She lay back and opened her legs.Tommy opened his fly and took out his cock. He got between her legs, spreading her cunt-lips. "My name is William Warringer. I am a special assistant to executive council member Billings." Special assistant?" Jackson snorted in disgust. "I told you they were going to play games with us. They want us to think that our request wasn't even important enough to bother the council with." You gotta love Earthling politics, don't you?" Laura asked."... asked by my boss and his associates on the council," Warringer was saying, "to send a response to the offer that you presented to us earlier.