Not gross. But then Susan's carrying a few extra pounds herself, although SHE looks good. Just a little more soft and rounded than, say, Tina or me.So...Jason and Susan sort of match. At least standing side by side. Or with HIS arm around her waist, like they were, sitting on the bed in the hotel room right before we left to go to her house for dinner. He's even got that sandy hair, blonde, sort of. And Susan, she's BLONDE blonde!I'd sometimes wish I had that color hair, you know because Mom. I was tall like the girls I dated. I had long flowing brunette hair, hazel green eyes, firm breasts that were just big enough to fill a man's hand, and legs to my neck. I was stunning and would give Carrie a run for her money.I got in the shower and began to wash. I realized that I still had hair on my legs although it was far finer than when I was a man. I decided I didn't need to shave them nor my armpits. If all went well, I would be a man again soon anyhow, and it wouldn't matter. I stepped. " I was screwing my brains out with a client, what did you think I was doing?" Kelly said in a joking tone. After a long pause. "I was with my friend Tina. We had too much to drink, so I stayed at her place instead of driving home drunk." Too bad, the hotel room sounds more interesting, maybe you should tell me more about that?"This was interesting, thought Kelly. Andrew had been asking her about sex since the wedding. He seemed to want to hear stories about her having sex with other men. Maybe. ” “What!” I exclaimed. “A s-spanking? Are you fucking kidding me?” “Language!” She said sharply. “That is not respectful.” “No way. There is no way I’m taking off my pants, and I will fucking swear if I f-“ But at that moment I faltered on the curse word as she gave me the most intense stare I’ve ever had. I felt my insides melt a little, but I tried to press on, “I mean, you can’t just spank me, I’m twenty years old and an adult.” The liquor gave me sudden bravery to continue, “And it’s weird,.