She thrust upward sharply, rewardingherself with a slip of Clint's finger being driven ever so slightly into herbody. Then the heat struck her. Her c...it convulsed as it was suffused in the passionatebath, scarlet wax surrounding and pouring downward. She felt the trails ofparaffin trickle downward along the insides of each petal, coating and recoatingthe delicate folds of her sex in a sizzling yet cooling mold. She opened hermouth, crying out into the light as the heat rose, matching the. I don't need any help." I bet you're being Mr. Smart-ass Know-it-all and she doesn't like it." How did you know that?" Come on, JackIEEE. I've known you for 15 years."She always said my name like that when she wanted to make a point."So, tell me about her. Is she as pretty as I am? Does she have big tits? Is she a screamer?" First of all, nobody could be as pretty as you are, sister of mine. No, she doesn't have big tits but they look perfect on her. And they feel pretty good from what I could. .." She looked back at Joey. "I could have been like her."Joey pondered this. "But you're not," he suggested. She gave him a critical look through her tears. Don't judge her, he remembered. "I mean, you must have done something different."Her smile returned. "I did. I had a dream." She sniffed and wiped her eyes. "I wanted to be on TV and be a journalist."Joey watched her enjoy the moment as she reflected on her desires, and a memory from a dream returned to him. She has a secret desire. Find. When he suggested it I saw taking the next step to a full swap seemed logical and it had an uncharacteristic appeal. I wanted it - both parts - as a benefit for everybody’s sake. When I made the offer to swap Ernie was hesitant, he did not want to admit that he wanted his daughter as a woman. But I saw he was quite eager. So I said she might want to talk to him in private. We both knew any conversation would be secondary, but as a fig leaf it gave him cover to say “yes” without indicting.