Heather took a few extra moments to realise that she had been told to get up. Then she too eased herself up, stood up, saw the blurred vision of Betty...doing a spanking dance, and, without thinking, did the same. When she had fantasised being spanked when in bed, whilst fingering herself, she also played out doing the spanking dance, normally with a smile on her face. Now, though, she wasn’t smiling but just sobbing as she stepped from foot to foot, knowing it was nothing like the. "He caressed my hair as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissedhim. My large breasts grazed his chest, and a thrill shot up my back asmy sensitive nipples recalled the attention they received the previousnight."Melody, that was amazing last night! If I didn't know better, I'd sayyou were born a woman!"I giggled at the absurdity of this last statement, but then deep insideme, I knew I had fundamentally changed. I had sex with a man, andenjoyed it. No, LOVED it. And Michael hadn't. The two of you side by side would be astonishing.’ ‘I don’t know about that.’ ‘Why not?’ ‘I’d be a little scared of meeting someone exactly like me. Wouldn’t you? But let me think about it.’ ‘So guys hit on you thinking they might score with a famous actress?’ ‘Yeah, it’s embarrassing and gets old in a hurry. They just don’t believe me when I tell them I’m not her. I’m certainly not going to show them my boobs or anything else to prove it.’ ‘The guys probably wouldn’t mind.’ ‘Right, but from. He was having sex with me. That seventeen year old body I had imprinted in my mind for some reason. He kept thrusting into me. “No,” I cooed in confusion. “I love you Maeghan.” He began dropping back down for another kiss. Overload. I woke up panting for my breath in the blackness of my room. My entire body was sweating profusely. I immediately pushed the sheet and comforter off me. Damn. That was the second time that month. I won’t dare tell you how many times since he left me alone.