The door to the disabled loo was locked, so I knocked.”Pete?”"It's me," I said and she opened the door.The toilet was large, with a sink against t...e left wall and the pan against the back wall. Carol was standing in front of the sink, wiping between her legs with a piece of tissue. "Give your tackle a quick swill," she said, "then sit on the loo."I did as I was told, then went into the cubicle. She had pulled her top off and popped her tits out of her bra and I couldn't resist giving them a. “What is with all this yelling? You are guests in this house I suggest you remember that.” When neither of the youths said a word the man nodded. “Now then let’s start over. My name is Nick, I am the owner of this farm.” With that Nick looked at the woman.“I’m... ,” she swallowed hard as she was staring at the older man who was naked also! That plus he had a club almost as long as the guy she woke up next to. I’m... ,” shaking her head she felt a tingling between her legs damn it! Her body was. The same mirror that frightened her so much this morning. Once again, she said to herself, “this is all a very bad dream, no way this is happening, just ignore it and it will go away!”In her mind’s eye, she could see herself removing her shirt to find a masculine chest covered in hair. Slowly she removed her shirt. It was ok, looking back at her, the reflection was the same one she knew. With the small breasts, black hair and slim figure.Now she was honestly terrified. she was about to remove. No, we did not. I am a married man and I take things like that seriously.What happened was I was sitting in a sports bar having some lunch when Jessica walked in. I didn't recognize her. Throughout high school, she was pretty shy, tall, and slender, with breasts best described as nubbins. Back then, we ran into each other at our first jobs after high school and started spending time together. It was really hard to draw her out and after several months I finally found out why — Jessica was, or I.