I keep Sensei Jim apprised of my schedule and if it changes, I call him. It’s a habit your students should develop, and it’s one that will serve t...em well in life outside the dojo as well.”“Should I call him now?”“No, you can wait until after Birgit and I leave. How are things with your police commander?”“Brett? Just fine, actually. He enjoys Wisconsin beaver!”“TMI!” I laughed.“Oh, please! You should be happy I’m getting laid!”“If you’re happy, I’m happy. Does he have kids from his first. This one was... I still couldn't take her all in yet, only fleeting glimpses so far, but they were... She was too... I knew I needed to see her completely, that had to happen now, there was nothing in the way of it anymore, so I fumbled at the lamp on the desk beside the door, dropping the rest of the shit I carried where I stood. By the time I switched it on, she had completed her crawl to me and closed her hand around the base of my jutting cock, squeezing it there as she looked up at me. The lineman turned back to the opened door. ‘Aha,’ he coughed in surprise at the other passenger, ‘welcome.’ Sabrina put her small, delicate hand into the one he offered. She stepped clumsily out of the airplane, her legs stiff. ‘Hey Pete,’ he said, louder than he needed to, ‘nice Beaver!’ David turned only in time to see the young man, whom he suddenly disliked, holding his wife’s hand. His eyes scanned back and forth from the boy to his wife, and then to the pilot, who was now struggling to. " " Of course, I was a guy, Jerry, but now I'm ALL woman." As she said this, she ran her hands over her generous curves, earning her a chorus of cat calls and a Jerry chant. After about thirty seconds, the chant died down, and Jerry had a chance to speak. "I think that I speak for all of us when I ask, what happened?" " Well, I was, like, at the mall checking out the hot babes when I, like, saw this little shop called Spells R Us and this, like, old guy sold me this magic.