I don't really want to make something of myself. Do you understand that?" What do you want then, Andrew?" I'm not sure. I just know I don't want what ...ther people want. I don't want to keep score. I don't want to compare my wealth with other people's wealth, my toys with other people's toys. I saw a bumper sticker that read 'The one who dies with the most toys wins.' I don't want to win. I don't want to play."This boy's spirit is as beautiful as his body, as his face. He's one of us. I'm. We screamed and hoped that the pain would be over or that we would die quickly. The pain went on for hours. It would stop and them come back up again. We eventually passed out.When we woke, we saw that Mistress Elizabeth was in the room."I am glad to see that you are up. This is going to be a very interesting experience for you. Get up and go to the mirror."I had no choice but get up and go to the mirror. I was shocked by what I saw. I was naked and I looked like a prepubescent girl. I seemed. Moving my hand across her chub I bunched up her skirt as my hand moved up the inside of her thigh, typical flabby granny thighs. Soon reaching the front of her knickers I rubbed her gash as her moaning increased. It was soon apparent that she was close to climaxing as I rubbed her firmly her legs as far apart as she could spread them, my fingers moving fast, then she came and groaned out loud her juice coating my fingers. I stood up and licked my fingers she tasted just like all the other. She bobbed her head and brought her hand up to caress my balls, but it still felt like just a really good massage. After several minutes, she seemed to figure it out too, and pulled back."What should I do?" she asked."I ... I don't know."She sighed. "I really wish I knew what to do." That's okay," I said, pulling her up next to me. "I like the fact that you try." I kissed her lightly. "Besides, there are other things we can do."Tina sighed, but also frowned in frustration."Besides," I said,.