Or in this case he was now most definitely a she.There was nothing of Jack left that Jack recognized. Not the eyes that fluttered at him or those soft...puffy lips that glistened in the light. Nothing. He was stunning or she was and that confused him some as he kept bouncing back between those definitions.Clothes do make the man! Jack thought and sadly, he noted, they can undo the man just as fast.How can "you" turn "you" on he thought with a touch of dismay. It was like looking at this cute. At the thought, his heavy cock strained in his pants. Lisa unbuttoned more of his light blue shirt, parting it from his chest so she could press the softness of her breasts against the wall of his chest. Her large milk-melons were imprisoned in a balconette bra of the finest black lace. The pert mounds threatened to overflow from their stays and Lisa’s aching nipples longed for his caress. Andy needed little encouragement. Delighted, he unclipped her bra, whilst Lisa’s shaking hands crept to. Laughing Noelle pictured the loud ‘atta girl’ Maddie would surely bestow on her. Throwing open the stall door she stepped over to the sink and ran the water to wash her hands. Peering into the mirror she gasps. ‘Shit!’ Staring back at her was a person she didn’t know. Her hair wasn’t is its proper place, Noelle’s checks were flushed, she looked halfway screwed already- literally. Turning the water as cold as it went she tried to cool off her body enough to go back to the table not looking like. The joking soon turned to nervous tension as they approached the turnoff for the Three Crosses Mine, just outside of town. Finn took the turn slowly and they found themselves on a narrow road, nestled between two sheer, rock walls. He drove cautiously, and soon, reached a gravel parking lot. Two security lights lit the area with a surreal orange glow, but there were no other vehicles and no tracks in the fresh snow. Finn parked at the edge of the lot, as far from the main entrance as possible..