I was still lying on the sofa naked. My body was stiff. It was hard to move. That’s when hit me. It was like remembering a forgotten dream. Was it ...eally a dream? What next, if it really happened?I looked around the house. The pizza was gone. Everything was clean, like someone tried to cover up a murder. I looked for my mom, but she was nowhere to be found, not even in her bedroom. Did she run away? I thought. I panicked.I knew she was going to regret this and take everything from me. My. He also discovered that T. Blanton and Sons had renovated Roger’s son’s house in West Vancouver. It was indeed a small world. The gifts for the bride and groom were all practical as they set up housekeeping in their new townhouse. They had managed to save enough to afford an older three bedroom unit that Robbie was confident he could improve and add value for resale. In the meantime, they had lots of room for themselves and the location was still convenient for them both. Julie discovered her. " Thank you Mr Wellswood." Jean responded."Come now," Wellswood smiled, "let's not be so formal, it's Jim." Then thank you Jim." My wife said giving him one of her sweet smiles.Wellswood was in his late fifties, greying at the temples and thinning on top, he had obviously led the good life, the extra pounds he carried at his waist told that. Beaming at us he led the way to the bar, I felt Jean's arm tense a little on mine when Wellswood linked his arm through her other arm, but she smiled. I heard movementfrom the bed and an amazed voice stammered "it's worked, it's bloody wellworked" I stared over my shoulder and said "of course it's worked, didyou doubt it would?" My old body, now 28 years old looked at me andgrinned, "well not actually doubted but sceptical" he got out of bed andcame to join me in front of the mirror, he did look fit and I felt astirring in my new pussy, his new shaft was at the moment soft and wasabout 8" long and a good 1 ? " in diameter, he was studying his.