We didn’t want clients coming to Tommy’s Second Chance store. At least not ones we hadn’t thoroughly vetted. Frankly we didn’t want pot laying...around the store either or for his granddaughter to be tempted.To avoid that and to stay with the boutique pot business image, we decided to deliver it to the client, kind of like Domino’s. Also the driver would be carrying only a small amount of product or money on his or her person. At least that was what their instructions were going to be. Naturally. Now I begin to approach your bed, assessing you, slowly taking on the form of the woman you want so much in your dreams. Tall, slender, wide childbearing hips and heavy, pale breasts, darkest brown, long hair framing what I know to be hazelish-green eyes. I look down at this new version of myself, noting that not only am I completely naked, but my cunt is bare, completely smooth, and again I laugh. Such a common fantasy amongst mortal men in these recent years. Thousands of years have passed. What incredible abs this girl has! I inched my finger tips below her belly button and slid my hand into her pants. I could hardly contain my excitement as I reached her tight, bald pussy. I slipped my hands between her neat lips and she widened her stance, allowing me to slip my fingers inside her soaking wet pussy. She let out a whimper and took my cock in her hand as I began to tease her erect nipples in my mouth, sucking and biting them as she came close to orgasm. I pushed my fingers. Coffee. Wares.Dates. Yeah, this could be a fun excursion.I glanced at Valerie, the lead writer of our group. She grinned at mewith a mysterious smile. A group of children approached me and tugged onmy bukka."I think they like me," I said."Well, they certainly think your attractive," Val said.I looked at her. I kept walking. Nearby, a woman pointed at me andwhispered to her son."Amir...Amir," I said, getting his attention. "Why are these peoplestaring at me?"He grinned. "They're just most.