Taking a little shit on the phone was the least I could do for the rest of us in the firm. It would pass and George would apologize later but that had...’t cut it with the last two good people George spoke to directly.One had just walked out in the middle of George’s tantrum and the other had waited to tell him to go fuck himself before stomping out in a rage just as juvenile as George’s. So now George called me first so I could bring people into line without losing them.Megan was one of our best. So he dropped his pants and shorts. He slowly sank into the girl on the couch. She felt as good as she looked. It didn't take him long to build a rhythm and soon his body stiffened and everything went black.As consciousness slowly drew him back to reality, he realized that he was sitting on the couch with his legs spread. It didn't take long for him to realize that he was also tied like that. As his eyes began to focus he found that he now had breasts and below that a pussy. He looked up to see. As Nora closes the door behind us it has the feeling of a sexual opportunity. Suddenly I see her as the girl inside the poor old body. At some time, maybe not so long ago, she may have been sexually active, but through circumstances, that door was shut and she allowed herself to go to seed. Today, if it is not purely my imagination, the door has creaked ajar and she is remembering what it used to be like. “Walter Willis,” she says. “You look for him in that lot and I’ll look over here.” After. "I only wish that I'd never lost track of the thing." Then with a sigh, she asked "Do your parents know?" Scott shook his head violently, "No way. I had to sneak out of the house." Aunt Nancy nodded. "I'd better give them a call then and let them know that you'll be staying the rest of the night with me. I don't want them to worry." "Thanks Aunt Nancy." Scott said as they both stood up. He felt a little uncomfortable, but he moved over and gave his aunt a hug. "I appreciate this." "No.