"That's going to change, Warren. Trust me on that one, OK?" Curtis, I like you. You're a good man. We'll think about it, is all I can promise." All ri...ht. Should we schedule you guys for the Grand Prix?" Cup of Russia and NHK, because those are the last two. But that's tentative, we don't know if Sophia will be ready to skate by then." Fair enough." Curtis sighed. "Now I know what Dennis Anderson feels like." Dennis Anderson?" He's the head of the Canadian federation. Damphier and Gaudler are. He did however, have the strangestdesire to have sex.Helen congratulated the salon staff for their accomplishment and toldJosh that he would spend quite a bit of time in the salon beinginstructed on how to apply his make up.He then spent an half an hour learning how to walk comfortably and witha feminine gait. Satisfied, Helen took Josh to the restaurant's barfor refreshments."I think that we will call you Josie, dear," smirked Helen as theypulled the high bar chairs away from the bar.Josie. "Just don't climax in my mouth." I won't, I promise." I wanted to, but I suspected she'd never blow me again if I did. She resumed the blowjob, never going much past the head, but it was fantastic and it was enough. My orgasm was swiftly approaching. Just as it started I jerked back, pulling it from her mouth. She realized what that meant and turned her head, pushing my cock downward. I shot my wad, striking her on the base of her neck where it slowly oozed downward."That wasn't bad" she said,. I smiled to myself, this wasn't a shaft anymore. It was a prick, a cock, something my pussy needed all the time now. It was foolish to try and fool myself anymore. Rick had wanted this to happen and at first I was against it, but now... Now I loved to feel a "cock" deep inside me, working me into a frenzy and making me have one orgasm after another.I loved the sexy buildup, the dancing, the drinks, the teasing. Then, the sex. The no apology, give as good as you get, sex. My mind was snapped.