Something in your manner and that drawing are calling me to write about you and your misery. I think that we're tied together in some way by some invi...ible string. You draw and I write; that's how we'll survive the tragedies that have befallen us. Before you even think it, I'm not gay; just lonely and tired of the everyday grind that life has left for me. You're a young man and have a very great talent for drawing. I can see that from the drawing you're now doing that you lost a great woman,. After a minute or so, it got a lot better. 'Nothing to it," he thought, not realizing that his undershirt had become a sports bra. He didn't notice that his black hair had grown out from under his cap and was tailing down his back in curly waves. Or that his jeans now had a woman's cut to them, or that his $150 cross trainers were now a $15 pair of pink Lady Keds. "When I find Brando, he'll know what to do. He's smart, almost as smart as me. Kinda cute, too, and... what am I thinking? Brando. " Mama seemed confused, which only added to our mirth."Kenny, if you took Sean Connery off the menu, then Gerta is going to be very upset with you. For years she prays that he comes down her chimney at Christmas." Hans was laughing and threw his arm around Gerta affectionately."It isn't my chimney I want him coming down on." Now Gerta and Mama were both laughing too. Hans looked undecided for a second or two, but then he joined in with them."What is this thing about Sean Connery? I don't. That was when I realized that I had been holding my breath. I quickly replayed the video, and jacked off to the video. My climax came fast, and I shot a large amount of cum into the air. Then I lay back on my bed, very satisfied. I could think of nothing the following day except of when my naked sister had bent over. I could just imagine grabbing that nice ass and fucking the shit out of her pussy. I knew it was wrong, lusting after my sister. But I still could not get the thoughts out of my.
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