I'm going to get my hair cut at some point. We're arguing over when. If I insist on waiting, am I just being petulant? Is this the proper time to disc...ss why she thinks of it as her relationship and not ours? She could have said that she's proud of how I have maintained my fitness and it makes her happy to share her good fortune with our friends. Do I want to argue about how she phrased it? Should when I get a haircut be the launching pad for a discussion, well, it might start that way but it. The next night, I was startled from my sleep once more. The clock read 12:40 as I fumbled for the receiver knowing who was on the other end."Yeah?" It's show-time, honey, are you awake." Yeah, go ahead." 239, she'll be waiting for you in the bedroom, don't make her wait." Yeah, OK."I hung up the phone, less than excited about missing a good nights sleep. I pulled some shorts on, and made my way up to the second floor. The light was on in the hallway, but I saw no light under the door so I tried. Emily’s legs began to buckle, as her pussy milked Carrie’s tongue. Holding on to her head, she savored each pulse. Changing her tactics a bit, Carrie returned to sucking on her clit, as she crossed her fingers to make them knobbier. Rather than feeling a smooth finger inside her, she would feel different textures from her knuckles. Rotating her hand, she twisted her fingers up inside the unsuspecting woman. Emily gasped, as she felt the erotic invasion of her pussy. Unable to stand any. Then Jack touched me and I felt an orgasmic shudderrun through my body. I watched as my penis vanished beforemy eyes.I was a baby boy with the genitals of a baby girl. No,that's not right. I wasn't a baby boy anymore. I had becomea baby girl. Everyone seemed very excited and happy with mytransformation. I saw that Jack had a big smile on hisface. Both Debbie and Melanie were grinning.The day passed much as the previous one had. But Debbie andMelanie spent more time holding me. And they seemed.