“IS IT?” I almost shout.She mumbles her assent.“More than five hundred?” She waves a hand side to side. So about five hundred.“God, think o... all the cock you’ve sucked and all the spunk you’ve swallowed over the years, you filthy street walker. Gallons of it! What a dirty old trollop you are. You dirty slag, with your big tits and your stockings and your slutty high heels. You cock sucking whore. Do your parents know what you do? I bet your mum and dad would be proud of you, if they knew. Shook this Nora up pretty bad. Not sure why she and my wife became besties but they did. Any way Nora would come by the house every week for dinner and after wards we would have a few drinks. It seemed to me Nora flirted with me a little, I am not sure, but we did get along very well. This goes on for some time and my wife wife comes to me one day. She tells me about how Nora has only been with one guy her whole life and needs help getting her confidence back so she go out there and find. He undid the belt and pulled it out.“Wait,” she started saying.“Hush!” he said to her.She clenched her fists and closed her eyes and waited. “Oh my God, okay. Okay. Oh, God. Okay.” She groaned through her teeth, anticipating what was coming.He wished it had been an actual whip so that he could snap it into the air and make that crashing sound. But this was all he had.Her reddened ass was squirming. Her feet were stomping. She was panting.Then lightning struck her ass, and she yelped a loud,. With nail varnish remover hetook off the deep red polish on his toenails and cleaned his fingernails. He was back to being Jim, albeit without any hair except on hishead and his pubic region and with a dark brunette colour instead ofthe mousy grey.Now what?., he mused. It would be nice to stay like this for a while,but again it would be nicer to reaffirm Jennifer and wear nice sexyfeminine clothing. But it was late in the evening and he felt tired,so slipping into a short pink satin nightdress.