"I went a little crazy there. I'm stillkinda teetering on the edge. I just cannot realize I'm in your body." "It's really weird to be in yours, too, C...ll, _believe_ me." "Everything feels so different!" "I know. My hips are like swinging fromside to side." "Well, women have bigger hips!" "I know! Believe me, I didn't think you in the slightest bitunproportional!" She looked down and seized my gut. Her gut. Whatever. "I have this damnhuge potbelly that seems to bounce. And I get out of breath so. My black skirt and a nice silky tank top, and my black boots. When i got to the bar, my friend was already drinking - so I asked my bartender guy friend I've been wanting to fuck, for a drink. One two three drinks down, and i was feeling quite buzzed. then to my left I saw two hot foreign guys staring at us.i looked over and smiled - then told my friend that two guys were checking us out. I looked over and smiled at them, hoping they would come over and talk to us.long story short - they. I had, though, discovered masturbation and practiced it with far greater enthusiasm than either my horn or football. I had also found my father had a Playboy magazine in his underwear drawer along with a partial box of condoms. Maybe my parents had decided they had enough c***dren. Anyway, those were the days before Penthouse began to show pubic hair and later vaginas. A lot was left to the imagination, but certainly enough to inspire a 9th grade boy to fantasize about pussy and getting laid.. She looked absolutely incredible as a dark shadow on her white shade. Whoever installed that backlighting sure did me a favor. I could see the outline of a very nice set of breasts, her hard nipples, her firm ass, and that flat tummy of hers. I could see the shape of her nose, her chin, and even her hair and it all looked so nice. I could even see the light fuzz between her legs and it excited me. Then I realized just how badly that I had to pee. When I came back out my silhouette girl was.