My real body, my real body, my body...That's when I became aware of the girl sleeping next to me. I was struckby how tiny she looked to me. Then I rea...ized that everything lookedsmaller. That should not have been that surprising given that now Isomehow occupied Sam's 6'4'' body while yesterday I could maybe claim ahair under five feet if I was lucky.The girl was laying on her side with her back towards me. She was coveredwith a blanket but I could easily make out her pear body shape. Eventhough. One by one each of her fingers received a suck, a promise of what was to come. At that point, we began to strip, the slowness of the seduction was over. We stripped, tossing clothing at Robert’s feet. He looked gorgeous, he was smiling enjoying every minute of the show. Remember what I said about nonverbal communication? It was then that I knew that he was content in just watching us. Trisha, grabbed the pillows from the sofa, threw them on the floor and pushed me onto them. “You are sexy,. Fuck! I didn’t know what to do. How could she expect me to just sit and watch her fuck another guy? I was afraid if I objected, she’d make me move out and let Steve move in. Besides, he appeared to be well over six foot to my five ten, and he looked like a body builder or wrestler or something. His muscles were bulging out from his tight T-shirt.When they finished their drinks, they got up and headed to the bedroom. Sam crooked a finger to me to follow them. I couldn’t believe this was actually. I want her so much it kind of freaks me out--and I know that every other guy within a mile is feeling the same way, which is a little disturbing." But," he said, "she is clearly crazy about you. And she's sweet, and thoughtful, and funny--hell, man, she's quite a package!" Do you think so? I really need to know, David. I know what you thought about Amy--or at least I know you weren't so high on her, and you were right."He sighed. "Yeah, I was--sorry about that. There wasn't much I could have.