The top of my head started to tingle as my hair started to grow out and change color from black to red. I then felt the tingle go to my chest again I ...ooked down and saw my nipples start to grow. That was really weird.I have seen my girlfriend's breasts and they are pretty big. I am a breast man, so that is one of the reasons I started dating her. Don't get me wrong; I didn't date her just for that. Anyway, I watch my nipples get to about 3 times bigger then I saw the flesh under the nipple. She plunged her middle finger deep into my hole and rubbed my entire clit with her palm.Next she took some rope and tied my hands to the bed’s edge. It was so tight I couldn’t even move my arms. Then, it was about half an hour when she was handling a dildo to put it in my ass. She began slowly, penetrating it inch by inch; it actually didn’t hurt at all, but was rather interesting what was going to happen next. And next she started fucking my but with her toy and that was fucking terrific. It. If she’d been absent or still ‘entertaining’ Callan I could have reversed course and avoided a difficult conversation, but my heart spoke the truth. A wave of warm happiness washed through my body as I realized that Jill, like me, knew we needed to talk. And talk without the distractions and background noise of Malcolm or Callan.“Hello,” was all I said as I entered, trying my best to keep my voice as calm and confident as I could, despite my feelings which in truth were swirling around like a. Just ... try to stay aware.”We passed the photo around. Mugshot from a Billings bar brawl where Wexler had broken his pool partner’s humerus. I patted my arm between the shoulder and elbow. “Cue stick. Swung it like a baseball bat.”Wexler looks like a lowlife. Country lowlife. Small eyes, set close together, large curved nose, chin that slopes away. Thinning mouse-brown hair worn long, down to his shoulders. Dark skin like he might be part Mexican. Or Native American.I showed them six more.