“What the FUCK,” I heard again, over, and over. After a few seconds, the door flew open. There stood me as if I were looking into a mirror - but i... wasn’t me. It was my body, but it was occupied by Shelby. She stood equally as confused as me. “You…you…you’re in my body!’ she stuttered. In a masculine voice. “What did you do!” she shouted at me. I replied in my feminine voice, “I didn’t do anything! Why do you assume that I did this?” “You invaded my privacy last night,” she argued. What did you. He was five minutes late - I fucking hate when people are late.I told him so, and then told him I would punish him for this.he mumbled his apologies, and I told him to shut the fuck up.he was to speak only when I gave him permission. he nodded. I finished my beer and did not offer him anything. I told him to follow me. I went to the elevator. he followed. On the way up to the room, I told him to give me his phone. I turned it off - I did not want any interruptions, and bitches his age are. "Are you all right, my dear?" Jeffreys was standing about ten feet away,hanging tuxedo pants over one of those wooden "valets." Mark stifled alaugh at Jeffrey's skinny legs and at the man's waist cincher he wore tohelp hide a major beer belly. "I say again, 'are you all right?'"Mark shook his head and felt hair swirl around his neck. He looked down tosee a slender, extremely female body wearing only a thin cotton robe."Fine," Jeffreys said, "then let's get to it." He undid the waist cincherand. "I guess. Why?" I dabble in magic. There's a school in Padua. It's kinda secret, but my family is old, and we know lots of people."I grinned. The odds seemed incredible."Is it like with card tricks and stuff?" I asked."No. Real magic."I looked at Lauren. She looked at me. We both sat up, turned, and looked back at him."Let's see a trick," I said."Yeah," Lauren added, "What can you do?"He blushed a bit. "I'm not very good. I can only do little things." Any amount of real magic would be amazing,.