These moves only make Brea more determined to force her mother to lose control.Brea begins to caress her breasts through her shirt, breathing heavily ...hile she pinches her own nipples. Then, as slowly as she can, she begins to raise her shirt. Higher and higher it rises, until at last her nipples are peeking from inside the lace of her bra. The shirt comes off and Brea supports her breasts with her hands, offering them to her mother over the top of her bra. Lucy licks her lips rapidly and. "Can I..." he stopped."Can you what?"Silence."Can you kiss it? Sure you can, Sean. I would like you to do that very much." Well... I didn't want to do that..." Well, I want you to. If you expect anything else, you better do that."He hesitantly leaned forward, eyeing what was before him with some trepidation. "Do I have to?" he whined."If you don't, you can leave now and I'll let Ken do it."That seemed to do it for he took in a deep breath and leaned closer."But first, Sean, I suggest you take. And be careful." We will!" they all chorused as they rushed out the door, closing it witha loud slam.I shook my head, taking another sip of Diet Coke. "Who would believe thatnot so long ago they were all male?" I mused absently.Susan sighed. "I suppose we could say the same about ourselves." It's the magic of Ovid," Diana explained. "Ovid gives you what you needto be who you've become. Would either of you go back to your old lives ifI gave you the chance." No!" Susan and I both said together.. A few flings with local women would be great. Fellow officers were out of the question. They just complicated things and risked trouble with his superiors. He was a Lieutenant Colonel, after all, so most of his female comrades were of inferior rank.Thinking of this, Richard decided that he owed himself a trip to the local tavern. It was a Saturday, he was thirsty, and he wished to eat something classically British: fish and chips. He entered the pub at the closest street, and found himself.