It wasn't a specialty but I felt up for the task and that’s why I took it. Plus, this was to be a big column on the fourth page of the paper, so I w...uld have been a fool to pass it up. I was approaching the main entrance, where through the double glass doors I could see a small herd of about fifty people huddling around the lobby getting ready to start. I was dressed to impress; as I usually try to. I was wearing a red silk dress, tight around the waist with very slight shoulder straps; clingy. I don’t know, secondary. I mean ... I know that Father wanted the power. But Mother never stopped him, never fought him, to keep ... to even try ... and then Molag Bal...”I took her in my arms and held her as she cried. Her tears were those of a child betrayed by everything and everyone. I just brushed her hair with my fingers, patted her on the back, and tried to give her comfort while she got the years and centuries of betrayal and hurt out. It was a good half an hour before she finally. I would ask her to hold the weight of my balls away from their natural burden on my body. To draw them up and away from my legs and thighs. To let my penis just be, flaccid. But cup and draw my balls away. Lift them, run her fingertips and or nails lightly under my taint. Coax my erogenous zones, but most importantly just hold my smooth shaven full bag of cum. Take ownership for the large amount of it she will milk from them before the night is done. Hold the weight, the way I do daily in her. Jeff had grown so tired that he forgot what the early numbers were. He slowly pressed #1. The voice replied You have chosen 1 woman. If this is correct hit 1 if not press 0. Please press now. Okay I'll press 1. To become a blonde press123456789987654321, to become a brunette press 2 to have black hair press 3, to be a redhead press 4, to have an exotic hair color press 5, to be bald press 6. What was that number for blonde? Oh well forget it. I'd rather be a redhead anyway. You have.