When I tried to get up itwas clear that I was totally strapped down and would not be going anywhereor scratching any itches.I looked around me. The be... was not the starched white hospital bed I wasexpecting, it was a pink four-poster with pink sheets, pink curtains thatwere tied back so I could see the rest of the room, and plenty of pinkpillows. It was an ornate room that I was in, with posters of male popstars on the walls, a pink carpet, and a large desk with a mirror upon it."Is anybody. You guys only took an occasional break from sex to study for your respectable classes. You loved her perky breasts and her larger-than-most white girls' ass. You lost count of how many times you swatted her ass over your college years.You guys are living in a small apartment complex with few neighbors. You begin your medium-paying job with a shady corporation. You have been working nonstop for your boss, putting in a ridiculous amount of hours. You spent about seventy-five mindless hours of. It’s stunning.I moved towards her and hugged her, feeling her warm breasts and thighs pressing against my body. We kissed, tasting our tongues, rubbing ourselves against each other. “God, you are hard again, Sandeep!” Archana moaned as she clasped my cock hard, brushing it against her inner thighs and pelvis.This has to wait, though. I heard the ping of the sandwich press. We carried our food to the sofa, and Archana put Netflix on. While we were eating, Archana got a call from Ria. Ria had to. We seemed to be in complete agreement that sex between opposites was definitely better, but Sarah felt that there had been an influence from the other kind that was very welcome. Interesting. oOoThe next morning after Sarah had left for work and I had been for my run I went through the reverse process and became Martie again. Actually I already was Martie of course, I had to find some other way to describe the change, even Victor/Victoria had a bit of difference. On the other hand I would never.