It was the onlything I had ever wanted, and now I was free.I wrapped my arms around myself, giving myself an embrace of pure joy. I started to spin an... spin like I had as a child. I was free from the curseof being a man.I looked at my perfect face again in the mirror. An evil smirk flickeredacross my lucious lips. As long as I looked like a bad girl, I wanted toreally be a bad girl! Depraved thoughts of what I could do to the guyswho stared at me while coming to the restroom danced across. Even I am not working in that company but still maintaining good contact with that dealer, I was able to solve her issues. She thanked me for the help and later we start to call each other even with out no reasons. We discussed the lot of things like family matters, about movies, Picnic places, food, and hobbies and later it comes to talk about sex also.Even we discuss lot of thing about sex, I used to masturbate thinking of her after our dirty talk over phone but she or I haven’t express our. I took a gulp of wine and sat the glass down quickly. Instead of moving back to her feet, I began to massage the calf of her leg.“Mmmm, Jerry,” she said, almost in a moan.Pulling on her leg, I moved her foot higher on my stomach, forcing her legs open a bit. I strained my eyes to see between her thighs. The light just wasn’t good enough.The calf of her other leg was moving sensuously across my now very hard cock. I wondered if she realized what she was doing. Yet, even in my alcohol-fogged. I did the best thing I could think of and sped off to his operating room. Being just slightly more experienced than him, I was there first. I even had to wait a bit for him. I was thinking speed, so I misted more quickly than Kim.He returned to hover over the operating table in the same position I'd initially found him. He formed the thought, "Thank God, I'm not dead," upon seeing the surgery team hard at work. They were working with precision performing the difficult procedure to implant his.