I wasn't sure if my closet gamble would work, but I hadn't heard any footsteps close to us yet. My sister shifted in front of me, apparently trying to...readjust. Her ass backed firmly into my dick and pressed it up against me, and she held there as she found a more comfortable position."Uh, sis..." I started, trying to imply what I meant without having to say it out loud."I know, I don't like being stuck in here with you either, but we don't have much choice, do we?" she asked rhetorically.I. Itseemed that in every respect, save one (my male member), I was a girl. Itwas a frightening revelation, since it changed my entire expectation ofmy future life. And, it was so satisfying, too, to find out who I reallywas, and it felt so natural. I was shocked in my reverie by Erik, who approached me, and hugged metightly, drawing me into his softness and then kissing me. It was amagical moment, his hands caressing my round bottom while our tiny cocksbecame erect.Suddenly, we heard the roar of. By now Vicki’s big tits sitting front and center became as intoxicating to Adam as the shots. Our friendly conversation became a sexual conversation, especially after Adam asked my wife, “Are they real?” Since Leila was at the other end of the bar watching TV, and we were the only three left at the bar, my wife said, “Hell yes they are real,” while she lifted up her top to show Adam. Next, she said, “Adam, Leila’s not looking, go ahead and feel them if you want…” Seems Adam was a bit. .. The instrument panel... all it took was one look. Over 50% of the gauges were toast. The panel itself was bent double I got my tools and started removing everything. The insurance people had written the plane off. I had made a offer at junk prices and they had accepted. That meant if we managed to restore it... I would own the plane out right. The nice part about it was Donald and Johan were on extended leave .. so they were still on the payroll. Me too and Erica was on medical so we were.