Sharing a cup of coffee with a lovely lady would be all the repayment I could want."His smile was disarming and yet held a sparkle of... what, she tho...ght, flirtatiousness? Jeanne Conn was not an unhappy woman. She had acquired those things which are supposed to make a woman happy: husband, son, house, late model car. Yet inwardly she knew something was missing. Her entire life seemed to her to be a perpetual search for a happiness which had somehow always seemed to elude her. She had often. The man spread his kisses to my mom's neck regions while groping her enlarged boobs, causing her to swoon!"Ohhhh Mmmmmm!" Your tits are so sensitive! You're becoming one hell of a slut!"She did not respond back. Instead, she kept on screaming. Oh oh oh yes yes yes more more more!"The pace was kept up for the next couple of minutes. Occasionally, he'd pay attention to her tits again, which drove her crazy. Then, the man slowed himself and withdrew, leaving her panting for air."Okay, get on your. .Monday night," she answered. The same night that my change occurred; it couldn't be a coincidence,could it?"Tell me more," I asked. "The weird thing was that even though you were a guy, you wanted to be agirl. I caught you in here taking my clothes," continued Alice. "That's pretty weird," I said. "I know, you broke down and cried, telling me that you just wanted to bea girl. I told you to make a wish and maybe it would be answered." "Was it?" I asked. "I don't know; I woke up before it ended. For almost a week I worked like a demon to keep from getting depressed by the whole thing. On the seventh day the front gate announced that Colleen Bell was at the studio and wishing to see me. ‘Might as well hear all the demands that Abby wants to make against me,’ I thought as I waited for Colleen to arrive at my office suite. Somewhere deep inside my wounded ego, I felt a bit buoyed knowing that she would soon be in my office.I felt a quiver of life in my heart when Colleen swept in like a.