Next morning, as I woke up, I took a couple of minutes before I couldremember what happened the night before. I found a mirror inside thebathroom (the...monks gave me a room with bathroom, this meant that someonevery important had ceded his room to me last night, maybe Thuangduulhimself) and saw Illana's familiar face. I examined my body. I have nowlarge breasts, slender waist, large butt and long shapely tights, that isI am a gorgeous woman, what I was already aware of, since I had. The door opened and a large black man entered. His stride was confident - almost a swagger as he joined Sara in the middle of the room. As his arms enveloped the small girl, I saw his muscles bulge. I felt a tinge of jealousy somewhere deep in my gut that disappeared almost as soon as it had come. I knew that I was completely in love with Sara, but the thought of watching her with this huge man was stronger than any other feelings I had ever experienced. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted her. I swam in my end, for a bit, he swam in his. And then I got out of the pool, my cock semi-hard, but looking fat enough I think through my trunks. I stood where my own shirt and shoes were and toweled off, posing a little as I did. I looked back at the pool, and saw him checking me out. When my eyes met his, he looked away and submerged. Then I went to the sauna, where I waited, thinking he might follow. After a few moments, bare chested stewing in the heat on one of the upper cedar benches, the. His version of self-counseling.He had a plan though. A big, bold plan! He would tell her about it when she came home after school. Jean was already gone for the weekend, and this would be a golden chance for him to do something special with Roxie. He got off work early today, as he does on Fridays, and had time to masturbate and think about moving things forward with Roxie. It was time.She came home, wearing a sexy halter top and some tight jeans. He gazed at her hot butt. She knew her dad was.