"Uh to 9069 Gemswood Avenue." No shit! I just delivered my sister there a few minutes ago. You dropping by for a few days or is this just a one day ro...p." he gives you a knowing wink and smile. "Um, I actually own the place and I'm going to live there for a couple of months, and see how I like the city."The driver's smile drops. "O-oh, um, sorry for my rudeness sir." He shifts the cab into full speed and any camaraderie or banter has all but disappeared from the conversation. Was my family a. " I shook my head. "I think it's pretty much the same ... What?"Molly had narrowed her eyes, searching my face. "You don't look delusional." What's that mean?" Girls and boys are definitely not the same," she told me. "Boys just want ... you know..." Sex? And girls don't?" I grinned at her. "Maybe you're delusional." I didn't say girls don't want it," Molly protested. "But it's not the only thing we think about either." All the girls I know do." Well, I don't," she told me, crossing her arms. "Damn I look hot." George exclaimed in surprise. After looking his body over closely in the mirror, George gently flicked his now pointed ears, muttering about being a Vulcan. Then he opened his mouth wide and looked at his teeth, noticing that they too had finished changing. His canines were even slightly sharp and pointed, almost fanglike. George just stood there for some time, taking turns between staring at himself in the mirror and staring down at his transformed body. It felt extremely. A little making out while dancing was one thing, but letting a complete stranger fuck me was quite another. I turned toward him. “John, thanks for a great evening. I enjoyed it immensely. But, I’m married and I love my husband. I don’t want to cheat on him. You are very handsome and attractive, but I can’t do anything more.” I could see the deflation in his eyes. He put his arm around the lower part of my back and pulled me closer to him. “Ï understand that you are married and love your.