I never went on to him for at least a week and after a week I couldn't control and placed my hands on his waist and hugged him to sleep better but aft...r some time he lost his cool and directed my head down to his rod never spoke a word but he himself took his rod out and forced it into my mouth,I felt really happy to have his rod in my mouth again and blowed him for 30 minutes and made him cum twice but it was awful so I spit it out.Few days after he said it seriously that he don't want me to. He hadn't noticed itbefore because the difference was so minute, but after looking closely,it was plain to see. His hands had got smaller and the fingers wereslightly thinner. He looked at them for a few minutes. "The change is still tiny and so theres nothing to worry about yet," hethought.The thoughts slipped back to his homework and he thought nothing more ofit.Monday arrived and Joanne was still yet to apologise, though she didseem less hostile. Paul was wondering whether guilt was eating. It was kind of erotic that he was watching, but I was more interested in my own orgasm. Sometimes I would look at him in the window, but mostly I was more interested in feeling all the pleasure of the water spraying into my cunt. This is even more embarrassing. my other neighbor on the side of me, he started to watch also. Every night I’d have two horny men watching me in the hot tub. But, I’m just wanting to have the orgasm. When the two men are watching, I'd strip standing next to the hot. "I guesswe should go," I said, perching on the bed to put her shoes on. I stoodup a little wobbly. At least it gave me a couple more inches in height.Not that that made much of a difference. I took a few steps and almostfell over. Rachel caught me easily. I was pretty light now, I suppose."You have to take shorter steps in heels," she sighed. It seemed she wasdoing a lot of whispering. I could understand. She probably felt prettyweird having my deep, loud voice. "Okay, let's get it over with,".