‘Hmmm, maybe I’ll take it next year.’ ‘I,’ she started, leaning in to him, her face approaching his, Alan not objecting, ‘Highly,’ she c...ntinued, her lips almost brushing against his, ‘Recommend it,’ she concluded, pressing her mouth to his. ‘Stop,’ Alan commanded, holding her by her shoulders, pushing her away and holding her at arms length. ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing?’ he demanded. ‘She’s not good enough for you. Her best friend’s a lez. Hell, they probably were licking each. She wondered, however, how he could be so oblivious to the changes thatwere occurring to his body. Those cds must have one powerful message inthem.She looked over his body as he had his covers kicked off. He laid on hisside and she could clearly see a change in almost every aspect of hisbody makeup. His arms looked thinner. Where there used to be a bulge ofbicep, there was only a straight line. As she moved down, she could seethose two small forming breasts pushing out his lavender camisole. Not seeking our own. It seemed like only a few seconds but twenty minutes passed with Yoni and Trey rocking in Tantric-like bliss. Joint submissive noises started to come from the rocking ball of flesh before us. Kinba and I instinctively tried to match the sound. The withering mass tightened even more and trembled as we watched. Kinba’s and my finish was much more self-centered. She went for what she needed from me, just as I went for what I needed from her. Kimba pulled my hips tight and. The steel plates were also pulled back and the back doors of the vans were closed and locked. Lew and Al were standing on the dock looking at the vans and the drivers. Jill and I were blocking their way back into the building.“We’ll wait in the vehicles. We don’t need to see anything. We just deliver what is loaded,” the more talkative of the drivers told us. Jill and I moved to allow Lew and Al to move the pallet jacks back into the building before speaking to them.“Leave the pallet jacks.