.....enjoy the......show” you whisper to me between moans.I nod yes.“Do you just want to watch.......or do you want your cock sucked?” All this...while her man is locked between her legs.I move inside the shelter and not believing my luck I walk right up beside her while I take off my sweat stained t-shirt. I sit on the bench beside her and take off my work boots and socks.I could never understand guys that have sex while wearing socks.While I was taking off my boots she was running her free. I watched it bobble as he walked around the side of my desk and stood beside my chair with his very fat cock sticking straight out under his large stomach. His cock was probably only average in length, but he had the fattest one that I had ever seen.Nathan pulled his finger out of my mouth and sat there watching as I turned and took Larry's cock in my mouth. It wasn't all that short I guess. It was shorter than Nathan's, but it was longer than my husband's. I was soon taking it down my throat. . to step out of my own life and into someone else's. Butjust as shocking was the realization that I was slowly beginning toknow things... remember things that belonged to my new life and body,not my old. That made it easier to adapt... but not a whole lot. From the moment that I had changed, I knew that I couldn't tellanyone what had happened. No one would believe me. But I still had toknow what had happened, so called back home to myself... and to myfriends, quickly discovering that 'Jason. I have to do a class assignment about others with my last nameattending this college," I lied. "Taylor, with a y."The student clerk thumbed through the enrollment lists and came up withthree Taylors, Anthony, Barbara, and Magda. "Isn't there a Ron? Maybe hegoes by Ronald? Or Ronnie? A friend dated him. He swore he was astudent." She searched again and shook her head no.So officially I was not attending. But the non-existent Barbie was! Thatwas even creepier. I suddenly felt like crying. I was.