”“Hell, mum, that’s gonna kill you,” Peter retorted with a smile.“You could be right,” Grace agreed. “I can’t explain what’s happene... to me. I crave sex. The more I have, the more I want. I used to go weeks and weeks before I got the urge to have sex. I have to confess I would masterbate most nights before going to sleep.”“You bought some interesting sex toys,” Peter said.Grace found herself blushing.John moved the conversation back to his question. “When we walked in you mentioned the blood. I was really worried when you collapsed. Accidentally drinking all of the potion, and all. I thought maybe it could have been fatal, or something. Seems that all it did was make you a little more endowed than you might have been. Let's get you to a mirror." We left the living room, and headed towards my room, where there was a full length hanging on the backside of my door. As we walked, I saw that I was about 2 inches shorter than Kiki now, so I guessed my new height at about 5'1". I was. And remember, you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable doing." Where does the Club meet? Is there like a club room someplace where you meet?" No, there's no permanent meeting place. We usually rent a suite in a hotel for the night. We change the place every now and then so we don't attract too much attention. The hotel staff might get suspicious if they see the same bunch of guys coming in regularly. The hotel we're going to tonight has been perfect, we might stay there a while." I. As we had chatted the time away, I gradually becameaccustomed to hearing myself speak in a feminine register. Cindyconstantly checked and corrected my use of words and expressions untilit became second nature for me to use phrases that were appropriate fora woman but would sound unnatural coming out of the mouth of a man.Cindy had already told me she had booking from her escort agency forthat evening, so around 6 pm we stopped working and she started to getready for the evening. I sat with her.