”Higgins held up his pulse rifle. “Upon first glance at a pulse rifle, your first thought probably was that it is a strange-looking beast. We refe... to it as a pulse rifle because we do not want to go around saying something like pulse activated blah blah blah killing system or maybe some acronym that the orbs, as we sometimes call them — eggheads — have come up with while eating their peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for lunch. It was designed and has undergone continuous development. We crank up the vibrations and from the look on your face I can tell that you are enjoying it already.You pull down your skirt and we leave the cubicle - we go back to the bar to have another drink and choose a secluded corner to sit and chat.You are obviously enjoying the sensations and there a low level buzz from the vibrations of the egg as you sit there enjoying the vibes.I place my hand on your knee and run my hand under the hem of your skirt up to your crotch and you part your legs. "Don't be offended, but I have no interest in becomingyou or any other man. Not even for a couple of hours. I'm delightedbeing a girl. Specifically, me." April, you should be flattered I want to become you, even if only fora short time. Think of it as a tribute to yourself. To yourincredible beauty. To your fantastically sexy face, hair and body." I am flattered. But what would you be doing to my body during those 2hours? I can guess, and frankly don't want to think about it." It. ”“Hey, that particular wildcat is always my favorite pussy,” Miles joked between bites of the deep dish, Chicago-style, pepperoni and black olives pizza.“Well, don’t forget that this kitty has claws, and if you stroke the fur just right, you can make her purr,” Pamela kept up the feline jokes.“Mom, Dad, seriously, get a room!” Angie teased her parents a bit, laughing the whole time.“If we do, we’re dragging you with us and making sweet, sweet love to you, daughter of mine,” Pamela warned her.