I turned the corner into the toilet and collided right into one of my work colleagues."Shit" said and my hands flew up instinctively.The magazine fell...to the floor and landed wide open.My mate jumped back in shock at the collision,then he glanced down at the mag,then up at my open fly with my John Thomas on full show again.That is one of those moments in life no guy ever wants to be faced with,believe me.Your head works over time looking for some sort of excuse,a way out of this impossible. Her skin was asporcelain white as Maureens'.He turned and looked at her. She walked over to him, kissed him, andthen said, "I could have changed you instantly from a man to a woman,but it's more fun to do it slowly. I hope you like your new body,Shahla?" Shahla?" We can't call you James anymore. Can we? And, since I made you, I getto pick your name." No, I guess it can't be James." Now. I know that there is something else that you have always wanted.And, you were so good to me, that I can give. I had picked an outfit for that evening but wearing while Tom was not there to see it was a bit of a let down.I have given a nickname to that look in jest "my ready to ride or be rode outfit" I did not know how true that would be. I had on a long tight brown suede like skirt with matching jacket. I had on a leopard print blouse which opens in the front and reveals the shape of my breasts. That was for Tom's benefit but I could hide it with the jacket. I had tall knee high brown boots with a. Anna made me into her long distance lover forever, by telling my how wet and hot her nice naughty dirty dream got.Anna's sweet sexy seduction by showing her slimy signs at my saddle in awesome old AmsterdamAnna wrote how we did that tour, I had proposed from my place by bicycles through the park to the old town market.Anna wrote me didn't wear a slip, only a sexy short skirt, which I hadn't noticed, until she got off at the market.Anna wrote me how happily I was amazed by noticing her wet sexy.