Julie was, by all accounts, tiny. I always got a smile watching a woman barely 5-feet tall wrestle with a full-size pickup. The meeting with Bebe and ...anni didn't flow as smoothly as they usually do. I guess my mind was elsewhere and it seemed theirs might be, too. We wrapped up a little before 11 and they asked me to accompany them to lunch.I agreed and we wound up a deli a few blocks away."It's time for a heart to heart," Bebe announced. "We both like Julie so please don't take this the wrong. Some people lose focus and actually forget to breathe."A small murmur of chuckling interrupted Sam, and his smile acknowledged it. "Yes," he continued, "people do forget to exhale. Focusing upon your partner sometimes we lose focus on our own physical being. We have to remember to breathe in and out in a regular pace. You might think how natural that sounds, but it actually takes practice. I guarantee that half you here will have to be reminded by me or your partner to exhale."Don was startled. A portion of the hypothalamus then swelled."This area is associated with a feminine gender identity. There is aseparate area of the hypothalamus that is associated with male genderidentity. This area is usually smaller in females and larger in males." The female area on the image of the hypothalamus then shrunk and themale area swelled. Thanks to the wonders of modern science, my entire body had been alteredto match a female blueprint. That meant that I now had both higherlevels of estrogen. He pulled up her petticoat and started sucking and playing with her pussy. Mom while was cleaning liquid with her pallu, drew her into the state of pleasure and held his head taking the pleasure.He continued sucking her until she came giving out a loud moan of satisfaction. She lay on the sofa and said “Mazaa aaya, aise bhi um itna sharif nahi ho jitna tera naam mein hai?” (Enjoyed it, on the contrary, your not that innocent as your name says.)I was cool with this as there wasn’t any.