" How is she?" Unknown, I left messages at all her machines and phones but if she's swapped that won't make any difference. She's a smart girl and I'm...here manning phones at the office and your mother is back home now she knows to call either to let us know." Yea, Megan's a smart girl." What's your situation?" Acceptable, for the time being, my body is dead crushed by a double-decker bus so even if we manage to reverse this it looks like I'm stuck as a girl. I managed to lift my own wallet and. A few days went by when my girl came up with an idea. She would ask him if he wanted to have one more time together for old time sake. He asked if I new about this and she said no.So our plan was for her to invite him over during the day have sex with him and he would leave before I got there. I wasn't going to see them but would clean her stretched pussy out.She picked him up at 1:00 and would text after she dropped him off. We have nosey neighbors. I ended up getting the text at 3 so I raced. .." I said grabbing the collar of her dress and ripping it violently open, making her arch her back and those 34B beautiful breasts to bounce freely for me.She closed her eyes and started crying as soon as I filled my hands with those perfectly shaped breasts, topped by light brown nipples. God, her body was so perfect. Since a girl was well-made I've never had a particular type. I liked them petite, tall, with more or less flesh to grope, any hair color... As long as they were beautiful in. Still, my stomach turned in on itself when I felt his warm skin against mine. I appreciated his hand though, because at this point, I was really confused at the nights turn of events. He set the basket down on a grassy area and went over to a street lamp. I was still unsure of what he meant by it not being dark, since it was. The lamp was not on, and the only lights were dim ones coming from the stars and moon. He had something in his hand, a cord, maybe? He plugged it into the street lamp and.