Mark's hand was now cupping my right boob, with my hard nipple spiking his palm. I unzipped his shorts and caressed his hard cock, concealed inside hi... white briefs. "Why the fuck did you put on underwear?" I asked exasperated. I wanted to feel every square inch of his naked skin. At least I could feel the growing hardness of his member against the cotton underpants, and where his cock head was pressing there grew a visible stain.Mark's skin was soft, yet the lean muscles of his young body were. As I sat there, I looked at my old body, and cried again. As long as"Mark" was still alive, there was hope I could somehow make my way backto myself, but they had taken my body off the respirator early thismorning, and now it was just a matter of time. I spent some more timewith my mother and my former ex, and wondered if I would ever see themagain.I took the opportunity to ask them, "Why was Mark so sad?" I told them,"I feel a strong connection to him, and I really want to knoweverything." . More

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