He is not a "hard body" however, rather more soft andwhat you might call "round". He has very soft skin and longishhair. If all this makes him sound e...feminate let me assure youhe is not. He is a wonderful companion, good friend and acompetent lover. However, I keep imagining what he would looklike if feminized and I find that prospect very exciting. He hasthe kind of skin that would take makeup just beautifully and Ihave come very close in the past to asking him to wear some forme but have. She had a very athletic body and was just as active as a lot of us younger ones were. When we settled down to enjoy our sandwiches and wine, I noticed her legs. Well-shaped, blemish and hair free. She sat with her feet tucked under her, very much the lady. She seemed to come out of her shell more, talking with Catherine and me, asking about our interests, family etc. and she told us a little about her life. Hers was one of wealth and splendour, yet she talked about it as if it was the norm.. While John gripped his steering wheel tighter and floored the gas the coke worked its magic into his cock. Kate calmly re-wrapped her coke and put it back in that extra little fifth pocket in her shorts.She glanced at the speedo – 120mph. Nice.“Can you drive one handed, Sir,” she asked, unfastening her seatbelt.“mmhmm,” he replied in the affirmative, his eyes almost bulging out of his head.“Good. Please try not to crash,” she said, lifting his right arm and slipping her head under it.John let. Winthrop’s lifeless body crumpled to the beautiful hardwood floor, his lifeblood staining it to match the textured wallpaper.We heard the beast chasing us up the stairs. Reaching the second floor again, Kate and I dashed to the right while Monday went to the left. We had no time to correct our accidental split-up, so we continued around the corner.Monday heard the monstrous hound just behind him. He threw himself through a side door and fell to the floor, breathing heavily.“Grrr...”He looked.