Why is it that the faulty escalator is always the up escalator and never the down escalator?Moving at about quarter speed, I managed to make it home t... my handy muscle relaxants. I really should start to carry some with me just in case of a problem. I guess I had an aversion to being seen popping pills at work. It might lead people to think I had an addiction problem and lead to an unwarranted redundancy.Fortunately, they were not the least bit habit-forming as attested to the fact that I had. ."I stand behind you again, pushing my breasts against you, and I slide my wet fingers across your cheek, leaving a smear of sweetness towards your lips. I know you can smell my scent hanging in the air like honey smoke. I touch your lips with my wet fingers, and draw them back as you try to suck on them."Naughty! No sucking, lad. Just smell my wet fingers. That's my pussy juice, and it's your fault I'm so wet. What are you going to do about it, as I'm stood here naked? Are you going to throw. " Oh, but you consented in participating, in that last form you signed."So, I was her guinea pig. I was still mad at her. I wanted to beat her,but this was ridiculous with my present frame, which shrank to that of apetite girl. She helped me stand up and brought me to the toilette, toshow me my new face. It is still my face, but now I look like a prettygirl, more precisely like a pretty 16 years old teenager. I was stilllooking at the mirror and didn't react as she approached me from behindand. My name is Riz, I am 34 and married. Since my childhood I always fantasized fucking my own elder sister. My sister was/is 7 year older than me. It means that when I reached puberty at 14 and started masturbating, she was at the prime of her youth and the first to come in my fantasy when I started jerking off my cock. I was very close to my sister and knew that she had a hot pussy and wanted a good fuck. Sometimes I wanted to tell her that I had a big hard cock to fuck her to satisfy her lust.