How long could she keep this up? She had to pick a guy, and it had to be soon. She made a promise to herself that this sluttiness would not last anoth...r week. She would end it with someone. As the evening approached, Charmaine tried to pretty herself up without making it seem like she was prettying herself up. She threw her hair back in a ponytail, and wore pajama bottoms and a T-shirt, no socks. She kept it casual, her hair was in a ponytail yet the makeup on her face was done to perfection.. The gendarme took a moment then beamed, “C’est peut-être parce que tu as la tête qui plaît.” [Maybe it’s because you have a head that pleases.] I groaned at the double-entendre. He didn’t! Great come back, but what an odd thing for a cop to say. He was obviously flirting even as he said head instead of face, but did he expect... He took a step closer to her and bumped his hips forward, slightly over the door. She briefly stared at his groin and the restrained, growing bump in it. I saw her. " A what?" The way she'd said it seemed to indicate I should know whatshe was talking about. "Guess you're not up on your urban legends." Shesighed and gestured at herself. Myself. "Okay, in really simple terms, Ihave the ability to swap souls with another person. I put my soul inthem and their soul in me. It allows me to change bodies whenever Iwant." She waved her hands. "Oh sure, there are multiple ways ofswapping bodies between people. Some folks use technology. Others usemagickal spells or. For god’s sake, get out of that stinking pit and make yourself useful!”With that, she closed my door and I heard them drive off soon after.That afternoon, a delivery van turned up with a large parcel. I signed for it and quickly went inside to open it. Of course, it was the ‘Queening’ stool. After I had dusted and hoovered throughout the house, I placed the stool in a prominent position in the lounge, then waited for Caroline’s return.As soon as she saw it, she wanted to try it out.“Wow, Peter,.