In the kitchen Carla was mixing something in the blender. I kissed her neck. She turned around and gave me a serious kiss. I patted her ass and nodded...toward the blender. She clicked it to silence.“Hi, honey, I’m home,” I kidded her.“Yeah, I thought it was probably you when you kissed my neck.”“Well, who the hell else were you expecting?”“Just you,” she smiled. We kissed again and I slipped my hands under her top. I stroked up and down.“What’s the green stuff in the blender?”“Margaritas!” Carla. His voice held some urgency, “ ... okay? Mister Jones, are you okay? Can you hear me?”“I’m okay,” I stammered out softly. So only he caught what I was saying.Removing his hand and stepping in front of me. He looked into my eyes while asking, “what happened?”As he asked, the crowd around us parted and allowed a two teachers to get to Joel and Peter. They knelt down beside them to check the pair out.“Joel was charging at me with his fists clenched,” I mentioned him in a low voice devoid of. There were no mirrors in the room for him to fully evaluate the damage, so he found his gaze locked ahead. He was desperately trying to ignore those playful little ringlets dancing at the edges of his vision.The torture of being alone with his new body was mercifully ended with Veronica's entrance (he had hoped he wouldn't have to see Darren ? or his wife, at least not till he had regained some of his faculties). She helped him dress while he blurted out scared questions, his odd little voice. He suggested it would be a good time for Kathy and I to meet his girl. I was quite sure Kathy would not want to come so I was surprised when she agreed.He said his girl was going to stay overnight, so I thought if I got a few drinks into Kathy she might stay over also. This was going to be my best chance to make love to her.The night of the party was cold and rainy. Good, neither one would want to go home after a few drinks. We arrived first and I had just gotten Kathy a drink when they showed.