Two weeks, as I said, until I finally changed back. Actually, it happened quite by accident, I had been staring into my mirror, wishing that I could b... a boy again, and, as if by magic, I changed. Still a slow and arduous process, of course, and, boy, was I in for a shock! When I was finally able to look back into the mirror, I discovered that I was now a blonde-headed, large-boned Caucasian boy, with light-colored eyes, a far cry from my usual semitic appearance. I learned that day that I. A smile creped across his face as he realized that either the side effects were kicking in, or his neighbor was a complete slut. Either way, he was ready to test his luck with Rita. He quietly walked towards her, and stopped behind the couch, towering over her small figure. She quickly opened her eyes as she felt his presence near her. As Jim stared into her eyes, he could see that something had changed there from before. From those cold eyes when she first entered the apartment, to eyes filled. There was actually several small openings behind the bushes where anyone could easily peep in but no one knew about it as hardly anyone would walk by there. We knew it all along but was not bothered at all. They could peep all they wanted as the nudist beach was nearby, why bother to peep in the first place! But still, there was one case of a peeping tom which I might write about it in the later chapter. Felt like we were in a strip club doing a lesbian show but the only audience was my hubby!. It contained an address to a motel and a room number. "Come alone in two hours. The door will be cracked. Come in, strip naked, get on your knees. No talking" I replied back indicating I'd be there and logged off to jump in the shower and get ready. After cleaning myself inside and out I got out, dried off and threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. Am I really going to do this? My mind was racing. I know nothing about him and I'm going to just submit to him without knowing what I'm getting.