The room was empty apart from someone lying on the back bench, Beth took the seat in the middle furthest from the other person, she was afraid to dist...rb them. She got comfortable and closed her eyes enjoying the moment.She could feel sweat beading on her chest, it slowly ran down in between her breasts, her nipples hardened and she felt warmth down between her legs, she was savoring the feelings, and resisting the urge to touch herself."mmmm......hnngg..." there were moaning sounds coming from. I put a little make up on and I got dressed like in one the photos on my brother's phone, then walked downstairs.Alex was watching the TV, and I sat next to him on the sofa."I thought you were staying home tonight..." he told me."In fact I am stayin home" I replied."Then why did you put make-up on and got dressed like this?" he asked."Because you like me this way, don't you?"His face changed expression, he smiled nervously and asked:"What are you talking about? I don't understand" Oh yes, you. Well, one year and mostly on the bench,but I'd never missed a practice or a game. And I'd played lots ofbackyard ball and all that shit most boys do growing up unless they'retotal couch potatoes or gay. Or even if they are gay because to my mind,there were probably a lot of gay athletes who just didn't come out andadmit it because athletes were supposed to be not gay. So even thoughgoing through this whole age reduction sex changing process had renderedme ultimately as weak as a mouse, it. “And what are we supposed to do, the rest of us? Storm a CIA black prison?”“Well what else can you think of?” Grace challenged him. “How’s Mo anyway?”“Still the same,” said Mia after looking round, “grey, and out of it.”“So he can get captured with me,” said Grace, “and they’ll get him a doctor which he really needs. He might be bleeding inside, and he might get an infection. We mustn’t let him die.”“No,” said Mia definitely, “it’s clever but it’s too risky. We’d just lose you too. We can take.