I grimaced and decided that I needed a better look. After taking a deepbreath, I removed the clothes I'd only put on a few minutes ago anddropped the... to the floor. I had already looked myself over in my room,but now I did so in front of the mirror, carefully looking for anyfurther changes that I might have missed.My first impression was that I was staring at a naked girl in the mirror,an impression which was supported by my breasts and smooth hairless body.Of course the junk between my legs. WOW, am I dreaming…am I this lucky… what do I do now? All of a sudden she turned her head toward me and found my lips kissing me firmly and forcing me to open my mouth and kiss her back…hard! She rolled over toward me and placed her leg over mine and pushed me over and sat on top of me while we were liplocked. I was in heaven and she DEFINATELY was awake and knew what she was doing! I broke the kiss and whispered to her that I was scared her brothers would awake. She just put her finger across. “Sixteen!” the hippie calls out; another upward slide of the tongue…”And one for good luck!” As if on cue, the stud feels the first, preliminary spasm deep within his distended balls as the hippie’s tongue makes its final good luck slide up the length of his shaft. “Happy birthday, Steve, baby!” the hippie purrs sweetly, giving the precum oozing slit of his tool a loving kiss; with a firm grip, she now starts yanking him off vigorously while singing…”Happy birthday to you…happy birthday to. The wifenamed Angela, her three bosses, Derrick, James and Linda. The fact thatboth men were black and that Linda was bisexual and living with aTranssexual named Tabitha. Even the description of the house and wherehe kept his hidden stash of sex toys and stolen lingerie.She'd used that first night while he was outside mowing the yard tocheck the closet in his office. Sure enough there it all was, includingthe printed order form.She sent him the Email in hopes he would reply, so that she could.