... my' face. I looked down at myself.' I was wearing the same tight top, andshort skirt that the woman was wearing. In some fantastic way, I h...dswitched bodies with the object of my desire.. There was still a broad hand in the middle of my back, supportingme. I turned my head to see who it was. As I did, I felt the lay of thickheavy hair on my shoulders and back. The sheer weight of such a massof hair pulled at my scalp, and at the base of my neck. It was one of the other. She could feel my erection pressing into her back, and slid invitingly up and down it, only further encouraging me. A stiff prick hath no conscience, and mine was definitely throbbing!I washed her a while, then we splashed our way into reversing positions. She pinched my nipples, giggling, and then began to wash my nether regions. She lovingly cupped my aching scrotum and gently massaged my swollen testicles, while my shaft bobbed, begging for attention. There's nothing as nice as knowing that. There wasn't much-- an Esso station, an Italian restaurant with green and red neon in the windows, a tiki bar called Kahana Hula. The tiki bar looked marginally more lively, so he went in.There were half a dozen tables, half of them occupied by older couples, and the usual Polynesian accoutrements-- thatched roof over the bar, primitive statues, exotically-patterned wallpaper. The jukebox was playing Jo Stafford, not quite with the theme. But what caught Ed's eye was the bartendress-- six feet. Jack thought, 'The glow! It was the glow someone gets after having a raging orgasm!’Jack held the pleasure tool up to his nose and breathed in the sweet scent of this beautiful woman. He was hooked and knew he had to have this woman in his life. From a distance the sound of a shower turning off was made. Our naughty investigator realized he needed to get back to the couch before he was discovered.Jack returned to his spot just before Amy entered the room. This girl really was comfortable with.