This time though it wasn’t me. It was my heart responding to those eyes. Things being as they are, losing my job, girlfriend, and the house we rente..., moving to this rock... may all have been worth it for that glorious night and day in a strangers arm. Enough of this for now. Who once said at 30 a man should decide to make a stand with his life“? 6 months left! How long am I going to have to write this clichéd nonsense before I reach some kind of conclusion or stance? .......... If it’s only. Even at that age it was not that much liquor but Brandy was acting like she was drunk so I started acting a little drunk my self.After her shower she put on a white t-shirt with no bra and some cotton white panties. And now she was trying to tickle me and we were wrestling on the floor and every now and then I could feel her large first breast against me.And glimpses of her panties and I could see how tan she was and no hair anywhere down there. In a blink of an eye I was hard as a rock!My. Mort nodded. "Dani it is!" he answered. "You ok with this? I can change you back if you want." I guess I'll be ok." She answered. "Hey! What about school and all that?" "Don't worry about that. Danielle Springs is already registered for school." He answered. "You're a transfer student." The doorbell rang. "I'll check in on you later. Good luck." Mort finished as he faded out of sight.Dani opened the door. Jake was standing there in a black T-shirt and pair of faded jeans. "Hi." Jake said. We caught Rhee up on the Bradley problem from the mall.“What is his problem,” asked Rhee. “All the girls would go gaga for him if he were even somewhat nice.”“Ain’t that the truth,” responded Gracey. “And don’t forget a modicum of tact. I mean, trying to pick Beth up when the three of us were obviously doing something together. What a moron.”Then Liya changed the subject. “Rhee, you should have seen Beth that day. She was wearing ... I don’t know what to call them, but if they had had a few.