No one here knows anything about it (go figure). Hell, no one here knows about SARS, the Ebola epidemic in Africa, or a myriad of things I was very fa...iliar with. Maybe this is a dream as I die, but whatever it is, I find myself transported from April of 2020 back to June 19th, 1991. I’ve gone from being a 64-year-old man to a 14-year-old young woman.When I woke up, I found myself in a female body. I’m still trying to wrap my head around this. Even more disturbing was the feeling that caused me. It is rare that I see her as I am out to my work before she comes and go. Even if I happen to be there, my wife is always around so I always avoided being in direct sight although I never missed a chance to look at her beautiful curved but plumper body. She wears sari always with a tight blouse. Sometimes I saw her with her sari raised halfway while sweeping the floor. Those were exciting stolen moments. Sometimes I could also get glimpses of her rounded big boobs through the crack of her. Lou was a junior and had been the other starting guard on the basketball team. Bob thought it was better now than later to find out that she really didn't have deep feelings for him. He thought the sex they had together was great but apparently it wasn't enough. Bob hoped that in time he would find someone he would love.This weekend there was a dance being sponsored by the same Athletic Organization that was sponsoring a weekend sports tournament. Teams and supporters had come in from four. Stepping forward, only the black combat boots remained on her lower half. As Bonnie reached him, Clyde again lifted her up into the air as her legs wrapped around his waist once more. She pulled off his t-shirt, one sleeve at a time as he held her suspended in the air; smiling as she traced her gloved finger down his chest line to his abdomen. She loved the feel of his flat stomach, his abdominal muscles giving him that lovely definition. She felt her back hit the wall again and her lips went.