I confess I Was caught more than once having sex while supposed to be working, but security was never compromised at the time and often it was more em...arrassing for whomever caught me than for me or my sexual partner. I was assigned to a well known non english bank office block near Moorgate in 1982 and my job was second night guard with a supervisor in charge. Week nights were always hectic as the office received calls till 8pm when the main bank in Europe closed and we were kept busy. I started moving back and forth, in and out, building her next orgasm. I could feel her pulsing around me, drawing close once again. As her next orgasm washed over her, she pushed back onto me. I stopped my movements, holding her hips to make sure she knew I was there and keeping her safe.As she came down, I set about employing my next trick. I pulled out and patted her bum. She looked back at me and started to grin. As I lay down on my back, she didn’t hesitate. She grabbed my cock and was. But ... you’d have seen it anyway, eventually.”“What do you do ... over there?”“Train, mostly,” he replied, his voice not much more than a whisper. “Controlling our True Forms is ... difficult. There is a ... freedom ... to it which can be distracting. Concentration is paramount.”His face broke into a wide smile. “I’ve learned to fly!”A smile broke on her face in spite of her misery. “I would so very much like to do that! To learn to fly!”“Maybe you will,” he replied happily. “The Priests say. That justleft his male head. Walking over to the large mirror off to one side, hereached behind his head and pulled. The distinguished, middle aged facesagged and twisted and then came off completely, revealing the distinctlyfeminine one underneath.She looked to be in her late forties, youthful, but mature. She had full,pouty lips and high cheekbones. Hank pulled out the wig cap and shook outlovely honey blonde hair. Hank took in the sight for a moment. The onlypart of himself that he could.