She leaned into my ear and said in a low, husky voice: “Thank you for yesterday. That was so much more enjoyable than I had thought it was going to ...e. We really must do that again.” With that, she kissed me again and stood up. I heard her ask one of them if they were ready and I heard the two girls walking off talking to each other. Wondering what was going on, I heard the first voice that had spoken to me that night say “You didn’t think this was done, now did you?” and then she laughed. And when it comes to your plans of revenge, I'll helpout with anything you need." Thanks," I smile at Dave. I knew I could count on him."You seem pretty comfortable as a girl," he notices."And you seem pretty comfortable as a stud," I fire back."What?" Dave blinks. "That's totally not the same. I got a bit tallerand my dick grew. You got shorter, grew tits and your dickdisappeared." I know," I nod. "I actually feel a bit strange but it's nothing Ican't handle for a few days. Being a girl. At therail stop, the last train back had already left. I knew dad would bemad, and he had the phone shut off, so I could not call and let him knowwhat had happened. My GI was sorry that we missed the train and found mea bunk at one of his buddy's barracks. We got the first train back;however, the damage had already been done.When I got home and opened the door, I was hit by dad and went down tothe floor. Before he could do anything, else Princess came to protectme, standing between me and. How did I know? Well, maybe it's time for me to introduce us.My name is Oliver Wright, age fifty, short at five-six, spare at one-thirty-five, slightly balding, and perfectly average in the face. I'm a voice coach for wanna be actors. I know pretty much all there is to know about tone of voice; hence, my earlier remarks. The job—I work at Merlin Studios—pays well, and I meet lots of interesting people, that including any number of celebs.Emilie Wright, nee Allen, is my wife of many years..