She glanced around nervously, nobody was paying any attention, she couldn’t believe she as actually doing this, she never did things like this.She g...t up slowly, smoothed the skirt of her sundress and walked slowly towards the back where the bathrooms were.He was waiting for her in the hall to the bathroom, he grabbed her, crushing his mouth down onto hers.Moaning softly she kissed him back eagerly; allowing his tongue, the tongue of a stranger to violate her mouth. His work worn fingers. I was taking a load of clean laundry to him in his room, when I turned the corner to enter, my son sat up abruptly. “I brought you your laundry,” I cheerfully told him, not thinking any more about it. As I turned to go, I noticed one of my Victoria Secrets catalog open next to him on the bed. A lingerie clad model was smiling up at us. The page seemed wet. “Is that my catalog you’re looking at? You won’t find any boys clothes in there” I commented innocently. “Did you spill some of your soda on. For example, we've discovered that children don't swap. In fact the girlwho swapped with me was one of the youngest people to participate in aswap.Why that should be we can only speculate.Another thing we've discovered is that while most swaps happen betweenpeople who are physically close to each other, that's not a hard and fastrule.We've also learned that our biggest fear about the swaps - that peoplewould take advantage and hurt their new bodies, or clean out their bankaccounts or something. It was one of the quieter meals at the table.But Jen and I still had time to chat and, of course, flirt lightly.She raised an eyebrow at our odd sandwich making but shrugged and assembled one of her own. She admitted it was pretty good too.The dynamic had changed a little as more people crowded around the table. It was good to see Shelby back and interacting with everyone.She and Chris seemed to be happy, and I didn’t mind at all.Study Hall found us a little busier with homework. No one wants.