As for the hair.... those ribbons and plaits so carefullydone by proud mothers to match summer dresses. And those shiny andsparkling hair clips entran...ing me and calling to my inner soul.Sometimes, I'm sure they caught me staring but they probably thought Iwas just another silly boy."The 'clip' of the clasp closing on the pretty barrette as I walked byall shy in my black jacket, drab navy blue trousers and bland shoes.Chasing butterflies in the park whilst I kicked a ball by myself."I said all. My wife had opened the door to our apartment but was standing outside talking loudly to three other women. She was telling the two women from upstairs about how she was trying to get Michelle laid, and how they weren't having any luck. Michelle was loudly telling her to shut up.My wife loudly said that if they didn't work out something soon, she was going to have to take pity on Michelle, and let her use me to satisfy her needs. The other two ladies squawked at that, and in a fit of laughter,. Tyson, despite his slightly shorter build, would look just as hot; the sexy-nerdy-tech guy vibe he gave off was equally as intoxicating as Mark. His hair was slightly curly and a piece or two always were pushed up at an odd angle by his glasses, almost as if he were too busy to notice. His perfectly curved ass was the thing of a dream when Marina had seen him in his usual skinny jeans and almost-too-tight shirt and she almost couldn’t imagine how good it would look naked.“Mmmm… I want…. in my. Of course, I shouldn't have been surprised given the diversity of the female forms these rings transformed us into.Sitting there was a beautiful young black girl. She was staring right at me, and we both began to giggle at the same time."Well I wasn't expecting this," she giggled.I got up and looked in the full-length mirror, checking out this new body.It was quite exquisite. I was obviously African-American, but fairly light-skinned, with a rich caramel color. I stood about 5'3, with long.