A quick glance at the clothes I was wearing confirmed my suspicions - I was now Jenny!Why had I taken over Jenny's body when I should have bonded with...an earlier version of my own?Casting my mind back to yesterday I could remember going to the local shop for ten minutes to get some cigarettes. I had forgotten about that trip when I had sent my karma back and I realised that Jenny must have been the only body within range. I had made a simple but interesting mistake - I had confirmed that it was. ." It is all I manage to say. They both press themself against me, one on each side. "John," Celeste whisper in my ear. "We have fantasized about you since we were thirteen. We had never seen anyone having sex before we saw you and your wife. We watched you every time. Your hands all over her body, your cock, pounding her from behind, your bearded face full of dripping pussyjuice after you made her orgasm over and over again. And now, we want to see if you are as good as our fantasies were.". He withdrew his cock from my mouth and I reached for it but he had another idea. He slid under me and my eyes lit up as I realized he was going to fuck my pussy. I felt an instant flood of pussy juices flowing out of my cunt and my nipples hardened as he reached up and softly bit and nibbled then one after the other. I was gasping for air in excitement and the thought of having his cock pierce my wet creamy pussy. I threw my head back, groaned, and thought to myself this is a night I’ll never. I will phone soon.”When he got home, Patrick looked at the NSW Public Schools site. One of his fears was realized: there were NSW Public Schools brochures in English, Arabic, Bosnian, Chinese, Croatian, Farsi, Indonesian, Japanese, Khmer, Korean, Lao, Macedonian, Portuguese, Punjabi, Russian, Samoan, Serbian, Somali, Spanish, Thai, Tongan, Turkish, and Vietnamese. But none in any aboriginal language. The Creative Spirits site said there were 150 still spoken, but only 13 that weren’t.