Come on Mercy, Missy, give me a clue, mess with my mind to help me be a better person.Oh Steve, you worry too much. Relax, enjoy your lady, ah, your l...dies. I need to see you and Sue soon so watch for me.That was too real. I heard Mercy's voice in my head, uncanny.I opened an eye to look at the clock. The clock displayed five fifty-nine.I kissed Mickey awake and headed for the kitchen to start coffee. I could hear Deanne's alarm going off in her room. I used the throne and joined a still sleepy. Suddenly, his 6'1" frame began to shrink.His feet became smaller as nail polish appeared on his toes.The black penny loafers he had been wearing grew slender heels as the tips became more pointed to conform to his now diminutive feet. The heels raised to 2", then stopped.The hair on his leg began to recede, leaving a smooth, silky texture. As this happened, his black socks became a sheer flesh color and began moving up his leg.The pants he had been wearing suddenly began to retreat towards his. He took that as shyness, maybe the woman was a little nervous, so he carried the conversation and on arrival asked her if she would put out the cup for morning tea so by the time others arrived she had relaxed and after introduction was very much at ease and then after the class finished he invited her to join a few who frequent a local coffee house. This further broke the ice and very quickly she was partaking in the general chit-chat of how the class went and other bit and pieces of. He asked me how often I did it I didn't answer he said he did it all the time and even at work. So he said if I need to relieve some pressure it's OK if I did it at work. Was I hearing he wanted me to jerk off at work? Damn this is going to be great! So if that point the customer came in and we had to stop our conversations and get back to work. Couple days later the situation comes up again in a conversation starts about me being in the locker room and him asking do I watch other boys or do.