"Come in Bill, dinner is nearly ready." She opened the door wide andinvited him inside.Bill was even more confused by Michele's demeanour; he expected...hostilityand was greeted with cordiality.He strode into the lounge and plonked himself into one of the overstuffedarmchairs."I'll have a beer before my dinner," he called after Michele who hadtoddled off into the kitchen"Of course dear," Bill surprised when she returned with pint glass ofcold larger that she had obviously poured in anticipation. She clearly feels his cock pressing against her hip. This is no normal size cock. She feels the thickness and solidness through the fabric of their clothes. With an arrogant expression he continues to make conversation but keeps up the pressure. Beth decides to play his game. She does not move but lets him keep his cock against her body. She even leans her hip into him.He breaks contact, "I hope I didn't startle you." Not at all. You just surprised me, that's all." Left unspoken is her surprise. I wouldn't be able to change my body as rapidly as the three weeks it'd taken a 32-minded version of me to make the radical Mark-to-Ron transformation. I continued still to Mom, "I'm going to be a much better conversationalist, more confident and more likeable with people, and I'm going to start wearing clothes which suit me much better. So you'll be seeing me being far more social than previously. I have no doubt that you'll soon be thinking that I'm 'social' with too many girls. -- "Which. She stayed close to Jacob the rest of the day. He didn’t seem to mind, but she noticed he seemed more nervous then before. He didn’t talk much. He was just beginning to make them dinner when her phone rang again. Jacob’s eyes shot to her. She lifted the phone to her ear and answered. ‘Hello?’ Her voice was unsure, scared even. ‘Put the hero on the phone.’ It was him, she knew the voice and the tremble of rage was hinted at as he spoke. Jacob had grabbed the phone and hit the speaker button..