"You're Tiffany." "Yes, but do you REMEMBER me?" she asked in a desperate voice. "Of course I do," the clerk repeated calmly. "The spell does not ...ffectthe memories of the caster or the recipient. You are Tiffany, but youused to be Terrence." "Yes!" exclaimed the raven-haired woman happily. "Thank heaven youremember. Please, you have to change me back into a man." The clerk shook his head. "I'm sorry. I can't do that." "Please!" Tiffany pleaded. "I'll pay you anything! I'll... I'll. "All right." She squealed and jumped up to me, hugging my arm. "Ask Mary if she wants to go for a ride with us."We got in the car but things were a bit different. Jill was still next to me but she wasn't hanging on my arm as she usually did."How are you doing, Mary?" I don't know. All right, I guess?" What happened at the game last night?" I just got thinking. You have Jack and Sara had Chris and it was the same stadium where we went that night I got attacked and all anyone could talk about was. . ... The bottle was soon empty and David’s hand was creeping ever further up Sue’s thigh. Alex slipped his hand inside her robe to fondle her breasts. They both leaned over and started to kiss the side of her neck as Alex found a stiff nipple to tease and David’s fingers met the outer lips of her sex. Sue’s head tilted back accompanied by barely audible moans and murmurings of approval. ‘Gentlemen you’re making me rather wet again … husband you don’t mind if these two gentlemen take me back to. I meandered through secret gardens never thinking of the consequences or the price. There were long winters in between the days of basking in warm sunlight. The winters were unbearable, chilling me to the very core of my soul. This was the price for my brief flight, the consequence for drinking deeply of passion, the fruit souring in my stomach. Unable to withstand another blast of winter, I fled seeking solace for my weary, weather beaten heart. He was a tower, always there, never yielding,.