Howdoes that even make sense? I was a man when we met!My memories are getting all confused and jumbled. It's getting hard totell which ones really hap...ened and which ones just came with this body.But the ones that happened to this body really happened too, right?Fuck it. Whatever. Anyway... I like those kinds of ideas the best: theones that aren't mine, and especially the ones I don't actually want.Like, I never used to want ass implants. I thought they were ugly andweird, but a guy I was. They pass by the elephant enclosure when suddenly the elephants walk out into the open. The little boy says to his mother, "What's that?" That's the elephant's tail," she replies."No, under the tail," says the youngster.The mother is clearly embarrassed and says, "Oh, that's nothing." She quickly leads him away.Some time later, the boy is taken to the zoo by his father, and as they pass the elephant enclosure the child points again and asks his dad: "What's that?'His father looks and says,. She was not only ashamed of what she did, but knew perfectly well that it was also both illegal and immoral. It was another reason why she never did it around the small village where she lived and preferred to travel the hour or so to one of the cities.Carol knew that she looked good for a thirty year old mother of two. Her long brown hair, good figure and sexy dress drew the kind of attention she wanted. The red dress was slit just high enough but not too high, just like it showed a lot of. I was confused, I wanted her so much, but only on my terms, oh Jesus what a fucking nightmare!The week for me was over the next day. I'd worked hard and put in an extra day to clear some of the backlog of mortgage accounts that had been piling up on my desk. Now it was Thursday, no more work until Monday. I could spend time at home trying to get some kind of hold on this situation. That afternoon, there was some internal mail in my pigeonhole. One unusually large envelope intrigued me. Opening.