But I also knew yesterday I was George Barnhill a seventy-six year oldman so what happened? Then I remembered the last thing that I did beforeI woke u... to the new me.I took a job as the Barista at the Magic Bean Coffee House and CuriosShoppe and shook the owners hand.I looked at my body some more but, strangely it did not seem likesomething new it was just me. I thought I should be panicked thinking Iwas crazy or something but it all just seemed like it should be. Then Isaw a birthday card on. I stroked her back and trim ass as I kissed her pouty lips gently. Then I cupped her great ass in both hands and said,"Still love me?" God Dave so much, what is wrong darling? Have I fucked us up?" No... no darling nothing like that... you have talked to me so much about becoming bi that I caught myself wondering what it felt like when Paul shoved his cock up your ass. When you were giving Charley head as Paul fucked your cunt later I wondered what Charley's cock felt like in your mouth. Damn. And quite a pretty girl too. She seemed to be combing her wet hair. Had she been for a swim in the cool, crisp, clean waters of that magical stream? The rays of sunshine, penetrating through the ancient forest, shone on her beautiful long black hair as she continued to comb it through to the ends. So gracefully her arms moved, combing from root to tip. Her full and firm and perky breasts moving beautifully with each stroke; yes, she was without a swimsuit. This beauty seemed to be completely. As I tongued her sex, the Silver Lady spoke – her voice hitching with pleasured gasps and slow, almost pained groans.“I can see them, Resh. But ... ah, the ravens are circling. And the storm rages...” She closed her eyes and her back arched. “Ah! Ah! Yes! Yes! The storm ... subsides...” She quivered, and a flow of her juices slid along my tongue and into my throat – tasting of strawberries and the fresh smell of dew on the grass. My hands cradled and cupped her athletic rump, holding the Silver.