Half a sausage on the end of her fork quickly followed."Besides," Tanya continued, "I think that you should meet Béla's sister, Beth. I mean, meet he... personally. Um, intimately ... She can teach you some things about mental control that just might keep you alive in a bad situation – especially in your, um, occupation." Intimate? Like in, sexually?" Katie asked, her eyebrows raised. "Why would you ask me to do a thing like that?" 'Are you implying there's something wrong with my sex life?'Tanya. “Now do not be a prude Aunty dear, what you call it isjust semantics. If you’d rather we call it sex ormaking love we can. In the end it is all the same. Iwant to fuck you and I think you want it too. If notthen why are you still here with my cock in your mouth?Sex at my age; surely not. He couldn’t want to makelove to an old lady could he? I would have asked himbut my mouth was full of his “cock” and I could notspeak. Then he began to move it in and out of my. Donny's chest had been itching for over an hour though he barely thought about it as he stopped scratching and started undressing. Once Donny was down to his underwear, he sat down on his bed, getting ready to slide under the covers. Then Donny noticed something else that was odd. "Jeez." Donny gasped, "What the hell happened to my legs?" He stared at his legs for a moment, barely seeing any hair on them at all. A quick glance confirmed that his arms and chest were the same way. Donny just. I’d been lucky. My signing bonus was way more money than my non-jock college buddies had seen when they signed up for their first jobs after graduation. Sure, most of them were by now making more money, and building more stable careers, than I was since we’d all gone our separate ways. But I doubted that they were enjoying life more than I was. I’d been lucky. The Braves had started me off in high-A ball and kept me there for my first year as a pro. Then I’d moved up to Jackson, Mississippi in.