"I love you, too, Jeremy," I say as I push him out the door. "Good night." The combination of sucking Jeremy's dick and listening to his story has got...en me hot again. I consider whether to wake up John but when I return to the bedroom but he's already wide-awake and very angry."Jesus, Sara!" John yells. "What the fuck was that?" He's standing naked in my bedroom, his eyes blazing with accusation and his cock standing at attention."Um ... John ... listen... ," I have no idea where to begin or. Her lipstick was smudged, and I could see traces of it on her teeth (Pippa's eye for detail was fantastic.). Her low cut blouse had several buttons missing and part of a grubby bra was showing. The tight black skirt she wore showed stains of an unknown origin, but my suspicion was that DNA could probably be obtained from them. The zip at the waist was broken and was held together by a safety pin. Sadie was bare legged, and gave the impression that she had not long got out of a warm and rumpled. Her face was one of near horror as frantic desire overwhelmed her senses. She felt her own vagina stretching out from her pelvis, reaching across the room to the angel in front of her. Panic replaced desire. “Eva, are you alright? You look—“ “Bathroom!” Eva spouted, already sprinting out the door and around the corner to the bathroom and slamming the door behind her. She ripped her belt off, snapping the prong in her haste. She sprung out of her shorts and thong in one lunatic flourish and. Mary wouldn't do that. Would she? Am I afraid to admit to myself that Doc and Mary are turning me into a woman? Is that what I want, or what they want? Am I afraid to admit that I like it? And if they are, why would they? Unless this has to do with Mary's inadequacy about a baby. And if that's the case, is it that I'm afraid to admit that I'm doing this all to myself? But if they aren't the ones doing this, then it means that I'm doing it to myself! And that thought scares the hell out.