" I answered, "Yes Master." Helga walked over to me and felt my breasts and tugged on my limp dick.She told me, "We will get along just fine Donna." S...e left to startcooking.Jack told me, "Helga will do the cooking and inform you of your duties."I replied, "Yes Master."He told me to fix them each another drink, I obeyed and when I deliveredthem, Jack casually asked, "Which of the two dogs do you think you wouldrather suck off?"I was stunned by the question and could think of no acceptable. Worst of all, I didn't want to be a woman! Changing sex had totally exhausted me, and since it was late, Idecided to go to bed and deal with it in the morning. Maybe it was all justa dream. I laid there in bed and dreamed of having the cocks of all myformer lover's in my pussy instead of in my ass. Finally I thought ofCaramel's wonderful cock, before the ravages of hormones had diminished it. I thought about how it would be to have it thrusting deep inside my pussyand I felt happy. But I. There was a girl in my history class and a couple of the cheerleaders I really got off on." So what's so weird about thinking about you and Beth while I get myself off?" Well, when you put it like that, I guess it's not so weird. Especially considering what we've all been doing."She put her hand on my knee and gave it a squeeze and grinned at me. "You guess?" Yeah, well, I'm not the world's sexiest man, so it's a pretty weird assed thing you're springing on me. In the world I come from, stacked. “My kids are in the car, just so you know,” she told him, to let him know she was not alone.“So? I like kids.”“Sorry, I’m just...” Sharon was at a loss for words.“I understand, señorita,” he said, “Nasty men come in all kinds of packages. A single woman alone should always be careful.”They walked over to the car, and Miguel looked in the hood. He looked around and about, looking carefully at different parts and sections on the engine. It was an easy space to work; the 3.8 liter four-cylinder.