She was looking pretty good to me at that point. Her thighs were toned, but not too muscular. I started to imagine what it would be like to bury my f...ce between them. After a few seconds, I shook that vision off and went to sit down until it was time to board the plane. Glancing around, I noticed that the other people seated around the gate with me appeared to be close in age to me...I saw a mixture of male and females, but everyone looked to be between late twenties and mid thirties. Maybe a. Still, I'm so glad you came. I thought I might have come on toostrong and scared you off, and I want to hear more about you and see ifthere's a way I can help." Thanks, but I don't know what you can do unless you can magic up a job.If I don't find something soon I'll have to go home and, believe me,that's the last thing I want to do. My stepfather will have a great timemaking me feel even more miserable." Why would he want to do that? You will have tried your best." Because he's a sadistic. It was odd going to bed with a guy again, still stuck me as odd. I guessthe longer I stay in this body the more I'll get used to it maybe. Itwasn't all slumber though, I woke up from a very erotic dream to findwhat I had been dreaming was quite real. Dean had been fondling me andended up taking me again in the middle of the night. Taking me is theright word, you have no idea how small and vulnerable I feel in bed withthat guy now.Dean woke me up this morning. Apparently he is going away today. I tried to chime in wherever I could but as usual she carried most of the conversation. Jack was in his mid-forties, with close cropped hair that was graying slightly at the temples and a dark complexion that hinted of a southern European lineage, perhaps Greek or Italian. Arthur was younger, perhaps late thirties with fair skin and brown hair that was probably blonde when he was younger. Both guys were good looking, a fact that didnt escape my lovely wife. By the time the second round of.