"Well!" He's seeing another girl!"Red fury boils up within me. How could he do this to me, Lori Baxter? I've been so nice to him and I'm the prettiest... sexy girl in school!"I'm sorry, Lori," he says taking both my hands.I'm in shock. Then I hear him mumble some words. I try and pull away. Then it is too late! There is darkness and then light. Then I am staring at myself Lori Baxter and I'm in Merton J Hingle's unpopular, insignificant MALE body. I grab for what used to be my arms, but Merton. Eve sat on the bed, while Tim sat on the floor and lifted her foot to eye level. The sliver was completely under the surface and would require some digging to grab it with tweezers. After sterilizing a sewing needle with alcohol, Tim smiled, and said, ‘This will hurt you a lot more than it will me.’ Eve smiled back. At the first exploratory poke, Eve squeaked, jerked her foot away and scowled. ‘Don’t be a baby. It doesn’t hurt that much. If I don’t take it out, it’ll get infected.’ He curled. He’s a plumber with his own business and his hours of work are quite variable dependent on how good business is. He never complains about how we dress, or not, and he’s often seen both B and I totally naked around the house and garden and he doesn’t complain when we masturbate in front of him. A few times he’s told us that we remind him of our mother and he’s told us stories of when she would run around naked, even entering competitions where she ended up naked and masturbating. Both B and I. A tube of lipstick appeared and Ingrid applied the raspberry colored gloss to my lips. Now my lips matched my outfit. She finished by tying white ribbons around the base of each pony tail. Ingrid knew how I bristled at being called "cute" and she had dressed me to look "cute"; cute but slutty."I'm going to get dressed now. You are going to wait here like an obedient slave. Face the wall and spread your arms and legs."With a little prodding Ingrid left me standing in the classic police.