Eric was the one Samantha wanted. She’d wanted this man from the first time she saw him. Loved him, lusted him, chased him. Half the time I felt lik... I was a second choice, the consolation prize. The other half I knew it. His presence had loomed over me like his shadow did now for as long as I could remember. Of course normally he didn’t try to stomp my skull into a brick. It was obvious of course why she would want him. Least when your laying on your back staring upward at a specimen of his. I asked her what that was and she told me we would get into it later.Anyway now that our little spat was straightened out, we cuddled on the couch, and she asked me if I wanted to play more adult games. I said sure and then she asked me if I ever smoked before. I said no, and she told me to come with her out to the back porch. She lit a joint and passed it to me. Obviously I didn't know what to do so I kinda sucked in and accidently tried to swallow. I coughed and gagged for a full minute while. He called for her to enter. She was wearing a thin robe and she closed the door behind her."I want you to strip for me again. I'm still horny from this afternoon and I want to see you." But Mom's right down stairs. What if she comes up?"Elsie opened her robe and let it fall to the floor—she was naked. She sat in his chair and parted her legs. She ran a single finger up the lips of her pussy and her eyes blazed with lust. He hadn't seen her actual pussy the first time and he was transfixed as he. Why not try age regression instead,i say. many self-respecting human transsexualsseem to be into this idea also. maybe you shouldtry life as a larva or pupa.my ant friend agrees this is an intriguing proposal. but no sooner has he changed himselfinto a tiny, legless, white pupa then along comes a sudden gust of wind which carries himoff into the sky, where i never see or hearfrom him again.i feel a bit guilty over my role in this tragedy, so i composed a little song for himand all the other.