She wanted to insert her end of the dildo into herself and have a look at it in the mirrors. She slowly pushed the bulbous end into her vagina. It was...shaped a little like a but plug in that it had a thinner section at its base so her pussy could grip it. She hadn't used much lube as she didn't want it to slip straight out again. There it was in and it felt very nice. She looked down at her groin. She now had a cock! Looking into the mirror, she smiled. She had a cock. But would it stay in. Steve abruptly withdrew his hand from her breast, and took her hand in his. "Jen, I was wondering if you'd do something for me." What?" She couldn't help feeling disappointed that he had stopped his caresses.Steve tapped her engagement and wedding rings, on her left hand. "Your rings. It makes me uncomfortable when we're out, with you wearing these rings. I'd like you to stop wearing them."Jen was taken aback. "Stop wearing my rings?" That's right, I'd like you to stop wearing these rings while. I could tell that she was nervous."Yeah, my dad works with politicians. Makes good money."He had rented me a two story house for my time at college.I maneuvered her to the sofa, where she began to bring out her books. I went to the kitchen and brought in a couple of beers. I wasn't quite of drinking age yet, but had plenty on hand. I passed her one as I sat down. She wasn't a drinker, but I think she forced herself to drink it because she didn't want to seem awkward.As I said, Maria was one. Suddenly the alarm klaxon split the air and seconds later she heard boots clattering. She was almost at the panel; she just had to cross an open area and could see the panel ajar. Without warning powerful spotlights flooded the platform, she skidded to a stop and dived back into the shadows, her path to the panel was now in virtual daylight! She darted forward in a running crouch towards her escape route and was halfway across when a string of bullets pinged and ricocheted off the deck plates.