You have seen her everyday forseven years. I want you to think about her habits, her speech, hermannerisms, how does she dress, how does she put on m...ke up, who areher friends, what does she like in bed. Now here is the difficultpart. You are going to go to sleep, and the next time you wake up youwon't be Greg you will be Amelia. Remember you are Amelia. Youremember Greg but only as your husband who died in the war. You areAmelia not Greg. Do you understand." I am Amelia."After Greg's. Ihad my mouth open, and if it had stayed open a few seconds longer somesaliva might have appeared in the corner of it, leaking. I quicklyclosed it, and grabbed my food. I gave her the money, with a nice tip,and without looking towards the slurping noises, I ran to my apartment.All of this was really weird, things like that were definitely notsupposed to happen. It was my attempt to think rationally, but I was notable to think further that that, wasn't able to find an explanation.Even worst, I. .well...Yeah", I answered, though I could never properly explain how confused and stupid I sounded. Jen giggled and said, "You're bright red. Did we make you blush?" It was rhetorical, as it was clear that they had. "Just a little surprised", I explained. Jen grabbed one of the shot glasses and quickly through it back. Then she grabbed another, and the 3rd. I snickered and reached back for the bottle of Maker's and put it on the bar. Jen had stood back up on the foot rest and leaned. As I pulled off of his cock, his cum starting to drip down out of the corners of my mouth, I realized it was Kristi holding my head. She was grabbing it in such a way that the wig would not be pulled off, and as I looked up at her, she grinned, "I wanted to help you swallow his big load, dear." At a loss for words, my mind reeling from having just given two blowjobs while dressed like a woman, all I could mutter was "Thanks," as a little more cum dribbled down my chin. I was somewhat confused.