"Melody growled and purred then as she rode up and down on me faster. "Do you think...do you think maybe there might be a way I could watch?" I thou...ht about that for several minutes. I was interrupted by Melody's orgasm, which brought mine right after. When she fell over forward onto me, cock still in cunt, I whispered, "Why don't you talk to her today Baby. Tell her that we talk about everything and tell her how open we are. If it needs to happen when you've had plenty of wine that would. "Same here," I said. "Look -- I've got a car...if you need a ride anytimejust let me know. I don't know where you live..." I didn't know how toend it, but Tim saved me right away."Just on the edge of town. Out by the water tower. 9th Street. Iappreciate it. It's right where it's too far to walk, but the buses won'tpick us up. That sucks." Tim shook his head. "My mom thinks I need theexersize, too."We had to move along to make it to our next classes, so I said somethingin farewell (mumbled is. I started off in that direction, the voices getting louder as I walked. I could vaguely make out moving figures in the distance. As I approached and the figures became more defined, I could hear the sound of male grunts and the muffled sound of my sister’s voice. From this distance it looked like the guys were trying to pick up a log that hung between them. I finally reached a close enough distance that the moon clearly illuminated what was happening. I stopped nearly twenty feet from the group. Wilson's house, where she knew Dennis was most likely to go. Reluctantly, Joey followed behind her, wondering that since he was now a girl, did that mean that he'd have to be like Margaret and start playing with dolls? George Wilson stopped screaming, and in a panic, ran his hands over his body, slowly realizing that he recognized this stupid dress, and that baby carriage. They were that girl Margaret's. It was with great shock that he realized that he seemed to have turned into this Margaret.