" Wait... do you mean to tell me that some of the women out there are... er, were men?" Butch asked."Actually, about 7% of them are. Now I must go." W...th that, she turned and left. Butch leaned against the table, stunned. There was no way he was going out into the park. Hell, there was no reason to now. He went back to the locker where he had left his clothes.When he opened the locker, the items in there had changed. Gone were his designer jeans and shirt. In their place was a denim skirt and. ”“Ahh, that’s right. You’re Marla’s boy.”“You know my mother?”“We went to school together many years ago.”“Really? You look way younger than Mom.”Gina tittered and her voice took on an affectionate tone. “Thank you, darling. They say the procedure shaves ten years off your age, and that’s just the initial effect. Surely Marla is looking younger these days, too?”“Yeah, it’s definitely had an effect. She’s way happier too.”“I bet. You’ll find our customers are much the same. Hot Spurts caters. I shivered some and it felt strangely good to me. We sat back down on the sofa and with his shorts around his ankles and my panties around mine, we played with each other some, experimenting with the touch and feeling and I felt a strong urge to kiss it so I asked him if he wanted me to do so. He giggled and said yes, so I leaned over, intending to just kiss it quickly, but instead, I took the whole thing in my mouth and it seemed natural to want to suck it all over which I did!We played around. She hands him a $10 note. The young man who showed her the stool, has his lips on her ear lobe kissing her neck , his hand inside her dress caressing her breast, his other hand around her stomach pulling her back her ass now slightly off the back of stool. The crowded night club , the loud music , the light show , the body heat , the big hard dick pressing against her ass. Her pussy is moist and getting wetter with oral assault on the nape of her neck and ear lobe plus the fingers pinching her.