Prince Fahquat up to that point was one who generally took forever to make up his mind and had the unfortunate nickname of "The Turtle" because he was...always last in everything. In this case, being the last to leave the sinking ship was a source of pride and not disgust. His principal advisor was a British subject from the suspect city of Manchester. He was called Timothy O' Leary and was nicknamed "The Mouse" because of the ludicrous manner he ate all his food with his arms folded defensively. "I always thought you looked rather sillydoing that. As to _why_ you said what you just did, the spell worked onyou, as well. You're responding as Jeff would. Besides, you're both notused to being in each other's body and seeing yourselves from theoutside. It'll pass soon enough."Nikki moved his head up and down, a grin on his face. "Cool!" So I'm stuck in Nikki's body till tomorrow," Jeff said with a sigh."And now I'm going to talk like her. Oh, joy!"Nikki just shrugged. "Hey, babe, you were. "Now" said Laura "Suppose you tell me what this is all about" The boys looked nervously at each other than Harvey spoke out. "Well miss, Kenny here was telling us about something that happened here a few years back. He reckons that you saved him from the river and err well he saw you naked and stuff like that. We think he's telling us shit" Ken" said Laura softly "What do you remember" Ken blushed and said " Well lady, I must have been dreaming if you don't remember anything" "I didn't say I. A silly thought ran through my mind right then.Something like, ?my, my, my, myyy vagina'(to the tune of My Sharona),but that thought quickly vanished as I became lost in the feelings hewas giving me there. I was actually SHIVERING from his touches andcaresses! My GOD! I had NEVER felt like this before. Vulnerable, yet incontrol, while at the same time, OUT of control!It ceased to matter that Eric was a man. It ceased to matter whether Iwas a man or a woman. The only thing that mattered was that.