That next week, she ramped it up even more, coming into our room, where were were sitting in the bed, “dressed” for sleep. She would always come t... my side of the bed and lean over it. She would start more at the foot of the bed, and then would migrate herself up, til she started putting her pussy right on my foot, directly on my toes. I don't know if she was hoping that I would move them, to rub her, or what her plan was, but, she would always do that. During all of this is when I caught her. Eventually, 2 lifeguards jumped into the water and rescued me. But I was not responsive. The lifeguard took me out of the water, put me on the stretcher and took me in a locked room. Civil servants me until I was again accessible. They fixed me while I peed into my swimsuit. They moved me out of my swimsuit and pulled me a diaper. They told me that the doctor is the same. min after 4o. the doctor was still not there, the lifeguards called again to see the doctor, but the latter said: He would. With a silent "Hallelujah!" I recognized my own very male body. I wasLou Prescott again.And I was in a man?s bed.I?d been intimate with this man, too. Intimate, hell, we?d screwed like a couple of rabbits. Harry knew all kinds of tricks, and he?d used every one. My nipples still felt a little sensitive, and I half expected that I?d be walking bowlegged for a while. I also had gotten far too familiar with what the phrase "multiple orgasm" _really_ meant.I smiled at that memory. The. Getting out of bed, I walk towards the door, not even bothering with dressing. "Morning Sunshine." I hear him say before I can make it around the corner. "Good morning Daddy. How did you sleep?" I say with a little wink.With a robust laugh he replies with, "Well, I'd have slept better but for a little minx in my bed keeping me up all night." I come around the counter and cross the kitchen's cold tile. I wrap my arms around him, and he leans down, with his big, warm hands on either of my bare.