Unable to help myself, or so it felt. And about ten minutes later, after a dash through the heavy evening traffic, I found myself drawing the curtains...in Room 218, and undressing in front of him, his cock straining in his pants as he lay on the bed. I wish I'd been able to tell him to get lost. That's how I felt afterwards, anyway. But I guess I've learnt to love sex over the last few weeks, and the contemplation of sex in those long, lonely years beforehand, and so - almost in a dream - I. Blond hair hung in my face, my fingers were topped with long pinknails, and I felt a huge weight hanging from my chest. "Oh my God ohmy God," I kept saying, trying not to hyperventilate, as it becameobvious that I was now somehow inside Mrs Harris's body, and by thecreaming coming from my own body, it seemed she was in mine!"What have you done, what the hell have you done?" she screamed at mefrom my old body, tears streaming down my old face."I dont know what happened," I protested, shocked at. Nos quedamos unos minutos extasiados encima de la cama, pero queriamos ir a la playa, nos dimos una refrescante y rapida ducha y con nuestra servilleta croquis, fuimos hacia el coche en busca de nuestra playa. Con el coche y siguiendo las precisas indicaciones del camarero llegamos en apenas 15 minutos, dejamos el coche en una explanada que hacia de parking y tras otros 15 minutos de paseo entre pinos llegamos a la parte superior de una preciosa cala, con unas vistas fantasticas. En unos pocos. “I’m pretty sure that you’re not a lesbian and I know that I’m not, but why does that feel so good with you? Why do I get turned on?”“Beth, we love each other. I’m not gay, but I see expressing that love for you physically as just another component of our deep relationship. I hope that you’re good with it, because I hope to do things like this with you for a while.” Then she turned obviously droll and said, “At least until I get a boyfriend or get to have my way with your dad.”I rolled my eyes..