A beautiful woman in her early 40s, slightly above average height with shoulder length jet black hair and these amazingly beautiful deep sea green eye... that seemed to change colors depending on what she was wearing. She had a wonderful build, a womanly figure not so thin youd have to rattle the sheets to find her but not so plump youd worry about missing and falling into a roll. Perfect, Id describe her body perfectly curvaceous. I snapped back from my vision, as I could hear yelling and the. You know … that sort of thing.’ ‘What couldn’t you say in front of me?’ he asked, again with a look of concern. ‘Oh, I don’t know … maybe how you like to giggle when we make love.’ he said with a straight face. ‘You wouldn’t dare … would you?’ ‘It could be important, you know,’ he continued, teasing her. ‘What’s it got to do with my being crazy?’ she asked seriously. ‘Now stop that!’ Brent said sternly. ‘You aren’t crazy and this isn’t about that. It’s about finding out why you did what you did. I mean, my chest seemedtoo big and stuck out way too far, though I knew she only had C cups."This feels exceedingly strange," Emma exclaimed from my body. Shestood up and slowly walked around the living room, frowning as she didso. "Everything seems smaller and I feel so clumsy." That's just because you're in a new body," I told her, slowly standingup and taking a few hesitant steps of my own. My entire center ofgravity was off, so I felt rather clumsy myself.The two of us just walked around. His face had lowered to watch her hands as she undid her blouse, exposing a white bra that glowed like pearls in the gloom, Carol pulled it up and exposed her bare breasts, but then they were hidden as Mark suckled eagerly onto them.The car had drifted and the wheels bumped against something, I hastily corrected, breathed slowly, concentrated on driving safely for a bit, but my eyes were dragged back to the mirror. Carol was all pale skin, a reclined ghost, her dark skirt was up above her waist.