You’re a great dancer and you have a fascination with women’s bodies. WTF is wrong with that?“Ok, so you’re right. I mean I love being gay. I ...o. But I’ve always wondered…” and his voice trails off to nothing. “What?” I ask. “You wonder what they look like? Feel like? Taste like?” “Well I’ve seen plenty in magazines and porn. But yeah, I’ve always wondered what it feels like to sink my dick into one.”“It feels fucking great! A pussy is so much softer than an asshole. There’s not nearly as much. To my happy surprise, standing near a storefront were two women whose attire could, indeed, have been at the sexy limit of the office. The larger of the two was indeed big, and radiated physical power. She was an athlete of some sort, wearing a white coat dress. The dress itself was conventional, except that it was unbuttoned enough to show very substantial cleavage, and open enough below to allow her heavily muscled thighs, clad in white stockings, to flash back and forth. I guessed that she. ‘Oh grow up,’ Claire said from the doorway. Jessica looked up. ‘Here for lunch?’ Jessica asked. ‘Please,’ Claire groaned. Jessica laughed and slid a hot turkey sandwich in front of her. ‘Jess, you should be worshiped as a Goddess,’ Claire moaned after taking a bite. ‘Idolater,’ Jessica teased with a grin. ‘That smells wonderful,’ Matt said from the doorway. Jessica looked at Claire when her friend let out a low growl. ‘Would you like one?’ Jessica asked politely. ‘Yes please,’ Matt answered.. This would then place a devoted follower of the Goddess Arisia on the throne. Now the honesty compulsion on the fiance hadn't truly been necessary since the prince had seen her betrayal before my arrival. However me being able to provide the answer to his question of why went a long way to bringing him over to my side. Though it was the extent of the involvement of the followers of Arisia in the conspiracy that was the part he didn't believe.--While most the people of his kingdom weren't as.