By any chance... how to change meback?"She was silent for a moment. "No, I don't think there is." Why not?"She went on. "because... Brian changed me t...o." What do you mean?" I used to be a boy called Joe. Until this morning."I was speechless."Why do you think we were such good friends? It's because in reality, wewere both boys!"She went on, "Close your eyes and concentrate. You should be able toremember me as Joe."I closed my eyes and racked my memory. Joe? Yes Joe, my best friend Joe!It was. Tell me, give." I'm using a suitcase full of drug money that we never figured out what to do with." Oh no, what if someone asks about it?" Asks about what?" Can I come down and see what's going on?" Sure, John, I was planning on you being there, do you want me to send my Lear for you?" Your Lear? Where did you get a Lear?" Actually, it belongs to an air charter service that I'm working with." Will it cost me?" Only favors." Send it, I owe you anyway."With a smile in my voice, "I told you my. I knelt by his waist and leaned over without any hesitation and took his cock in my mouth. All I felt was complete satisfaction with the action. His cock felt so silky smooth and fit perfectly in my mouth.I had described this moment in so many ways over the years I realized what I was doing was not like any of my descriptions of the act. I easily took about the first third of him in my wet mouth and as I ran my tongue over him he spread his legs some and made some comment about me being pretty. "My folks were recipients of lots and lots of land from their folks and Grandparents. By the time it was left to me, the income from the property was tons more than I can spend. As a very young sixteen-year-old girl, my Dad married me off to a rich old guy that worshipped me. I was treated pretty darn good and learned to love him almost as much as he did me. We were only married for ten years when he died at sixty. His legacy is June and a ton of money in stocks and bonds. I'm still trying to.