She had an extra few pounds on her and her tits were definitely sagging a little bit. The thatch of pubic hair she had sought to hide was nothing to b... ashamed about though. It was womanly and oddly appealing.Was this how I would look when I was her age? I wouldn’t be unhappy about that.I couldn’t comprehend that my mother was now bent over my lap. Her bottom was bigger than Judy’s, but not flabby at all. And that thatch of unruly dark hair was peeping at me from between the tops of her. Truthfully, what seemed at first seemed to be a curiosity became an obsession for me. This man who liked describing these powerful images of anonymous sex with him and others, and I was confronted with my thoughts of whether I actually would like to do these things (maybe with him), and who was I sexually as a person. All of this compelled me to consider embarking in new, uncertain and unknown destinations.My obsession was gradually growing inside me until I could not resist it anymore. I felt. God, she loved her new body! Being Greg was so - so Greg! So unbelievably serious and boring. She married Dharma because she wanted to be like her. Now - well, now she was her! It was great!"Only partly," answered the new Greg. "Its really because SO THERE disciples are taking the place of key judges and Federal officials," he giggled. "That one federal Judge was sure surprised when he switched bodies with a twenty dollar hooker who was one of us." But the new hooker has now raised her price -. " She picked up her cloth and entered the bedroom. I turned to James and spread my hands. "What was that all about?" She has been angry with me since I disclosed to her some of our escapades. She accuses me of being too close to you and that it's not possible for she and I to be that close," he explained. "This is not good friend," I protested. "I'm not a Saint neither am I impotent. If we continue like this I won't be held responsible for what happens next."James laughed and winked. "Then we.