One summer when I was in my mid twenties, I was in between "real" jobs and I worked selling ads and taking pictures for a local magazine. It was a sma...l operation, the owner, me, and some occasional office help. The owner was a likable Foghorn Leghorn full of BS guy, who always talked big and dropped a lot of names. He really did know some big name entertainment people, so you never knew when he was blowing smoke or not, and he used it every chance he could to get some star struck gal out of. This is a perfect form of birth control! Bravo... Body design decisions... Robert, could we design ourselves with different forms, run a program where we are birds or dolphins or something?" Yes. We could." Wow! Robert, I think I'm really going to want to spend the full 1200 days here. Probably even want to come back later. Is this okay with you?" Oh, yes! I'm not expecting to be bored at all. This program is self generating, I'll be as surprised at the beauty as you are, as we start to explore. Bambi pulled away for a moment and started undressing him, taking off his jacket and shirt, and then sliding down his pants. She jumped onto the bed and stripped off her panties, throwing them over the side while Harry removed his remaining clothing and got on the bed with her. I saw that his cock was huge, straight as an arrow, and completely shaved. As she lay on her back, he knelt down between her legs and lifted her up by the bottom until her pussy was at the height of his face, her legs. To read about Misha and Froo please read the companion story Taking the Risk Chapter’s 1-21 under Novels and Novella’s. * John sat next to Misha as they drank their coffee in the Rockefeller Centre, watching the world go by. ‘So you think there is something deep in her past that causes her to be so insecure? To use the drink and drugs as a coping mechanism?’ ‘Yeah. When we talk about her past she clams up about when she was young. I know she felt inferior to her peers at school due to her.