It was warm, and felt weird, but I was still ok. Then she said here comes three fingers, and slowly worked them around, and around, twisting her wrist... then she tucked her thumb and little finger into her palm, she showed me, and poured more oil on her hand, and started pushing them in and twisting them slowly, I hurt a little bit, but I would go days without going poop, so my turds were bigger than her little hand. She kept up a steady pressure, and I could feel my butt stretching out, and. I thought she was being very thoughtful and I was sure she thought of me like a younger brother. She changed into a pair of shorts as soon as we got there. They were tight around her ass but the legs were wide and loose. They were plenty short but didn’t really expose anything while she was standing. We started chatting about things like we were old friends. I had never really had much of an opportunity to talk to her before. She finally asked me if she could ask me questions and I had to. .. delivery." she said a little nervously as she pulled tight the sash of her belt. "You just wait here, I'll be back in a few minutes." she added.As she disappeared out the bedroom door, Michael wondered what the deliveryman was going to think when she came to the door wearing nothing but that robe. It barely came down to below her ass and the fold in front gave a more than ample view of her beautiful breasts.Time passed slowly as Michael lay back naked in bed and stared at the ceiling. His. My birth name was Isaac Finkel, but my adopted name was Ian Finnegan. I am now the Lord God Almighty, the King of Heaven. Adonai stepped down and named me his successor, which I just found out very recently, in fact, Mustafa Sexton, or should I call you Richard?” I thundered, making the man more than a little frightened by now ... between the teleportation and the fear of God, he had to be aware that I was the real McCoy by this point.“Mustafa is the name that I was given. Richard was my slave.