And no not really. They're all drooling over cheerleaders. What did you do in class today?" Hahaha, thanks! That's nice to hear from someone much youn...er than me! And those guys are dumb if they look past you for stupid cheerleaders! Today we did those defenses for when the attacker has their hands around your neck." Oh yea, I'm pretty good at those! Too bad I missed it!" Well, if you want, I'm dog sitting this weekend not to far from you. Do you want to come over and I can teach you? I can. "That's a rough position to be in." He gave me a rueful smile. "Wish I could do more to help."I touched his hand. "You do a lot, just by being here."He turned his hand over and squeezed my fingers. "Then I'm glad." He picked up the bowls. "Want me to do the dishes?"I considered. "I don't really want to be alone with my thoughts right now. How about if we do them together, and then do something fun?"When the last dish was dried and put away and the sinks drained, Mike and I went for a walk. In my room there is a floor to ceiling mirror and I studied myself in it. Any and all blemishes from my skin had disappeared, any hair that I didn't want had also vanished, and my cock. It was so big that I changed back and got a measuring tape, it felt really nice actually as I walked because sometimes it would bounce just right and smack my swollen pussy lips. I measured my cock and found it to be seventeen inches long and four inches thick, which would explain why my small fingers couldn't. “What about Ashley?” Lenore asked as she stood up to allow the shower to rinse out her hair. The lather flowed off her body as she used her breasts to spread some lather on my back.“She’s my passionate sex kitten. She’s the cheerleader lover that all boys my age dream of,” I replied.Lenore giggled girlishly. “That’s what she wants to be, but she’s far more loving than I am.”“She isn’t the best at cuddling,” I said.“She will be once she calms down a bit,” Lenore said. “Right now she’s still.