As impossible as it may seem he realized that he was now aphysiological woman. And he decided that he wanted to learn how thismost improbable conversi...n had been inflicted on him. And why.Paul knew that if he found the answers to those questions then it maylead him to a solution. One that might reverse the changes that hadovertaken him. Maybe it was a longshot but he didn't think it was animpossibility.And Paul knew that to find his answers he'd have to return to Brooklyn.He'd have to revisit. They like it when you show them how happy you are to see them."I smiled. "The girls?"She rubbed her breasts against me. "Mm-hmm."I nodded and kissed her. "Then let the girls know that I enjoy their company too. As well as yours."She grinned widely. "I will." Then she slipped out of my embrace and pulled out a pink skirt to go with her top. The skirt was short, only making it partway down her tanned thighs. After slipping on her shoes again, she was ready to go.I got dressed while she did, so. .. Without even realizing it, I’d started to writhe a bit on the couch. Normally when I masturbate, I just sort of lie there and get the job done, but because I was so relaxed, I was letting myself get more and more turned on. Hornier and hornier. Stroke, stroke.I was so turned on that I couldn’t control my body - the intensity of my arousal was taking me over. My body was a slave to it, a slave to my own pleasure. And I loved it. I wanted to be a slave to pleasure. I wanted to be nothing more. ”I got off the bed, unbuckled my belt, drew down the zipper then opened the flap of my jeans. Just as I reached into my shorts we heard our mom shout “Hey, I’m home! Brad, get down hear and unload the car.” Erin gasped, her eyes were as big as saucers when she leaped off my bed and scrabbled quickly from my room. I hauled up my pants then dashed for the bathroom where I could tuck in my prick properly. Erin got in trouble for not doing the laundry and vacuuming but I don’t think she.