When I got into the dance however, I was getting so much love that the rest just happened. During the dance I was more connected with my higher self t...an I had ever been before in my entire life. I became aroused but it was only when the dance ended that I realized that that was what was actually happening. With the end of the dance I lost the spiritual connection and I suddenly felt totally lost, totally confused and instantaneously scared, not of who I was with or what they were thinking of. I made an excuse to drop off somepapers to my mother-in-law that afternoon while my wife,Sharon was working. When I got there, Ronnie acted likenothing had happened. We had a cup of coffee and talked for a while. When Iwent to leave I kissed her hard. She fell into my armsand we were again kissing passionately. We were in thekitchen and slowly slid to the floor. I wondered how farshe would let me go and got up the nerve to grab one ofher breasts. Her whole body stiffened and she kissed. "You're the dirty slut. You dirty slut." I replied (nailed that one, I know)He bent forward and licked the head of my cock. It felt like nothing I'd prepared for and it was only a lick. He swirled his tongue around the tip and then nibbled with his lips, head sideways up and down the lower side of the shaft. My eyes were wide open like a possum in headlights and my whole body was tense, rigid almost as he moved back up and slowly slipped my cock into his mouth, all the way to the bottom.I was. There is nothing that is hidden fromme." She held out the weird little icon to him again. "You must holdthis by that half which matches your whole, Jeremy. And then yourgirlfriend Sylvia need only touch of that which is as female as she.Once that is done, your bodies shall be exchanged. She shall be you.And, as is _your_ desire, you shall be she."Was that even possible, thought Jeremy? "But you don't know Sylvia.She would never agree to swap bodies with me."The old lady's smile still.