"Ididn't want to be the only one stuck like this." Holy shit. I can talk normally. It's not like I'm a passenger inside myown body!"Joanna asked Shane...if he had even the slightest idea as to what hadhappened to them. He shrugged his shoulders, the look on his face showeda hint of fear."I woke up this morning as a guy and after looking at the fruit basketleft on the table... Oh my god! I think I know what happened!" Joannasaid as she quickly stood up from the bed."What?!" Shane yelled. My mouth opened" That explains a lot" I replied.Letting go of my grip on his balls. he relaxed."Been going on for weeks rolling over adding up" he told me."Who started it" I asked, "Richard the Landlord" his answer was no surprise although married his wandering hands behind the bar was incessant!It was then I hatched a cunning plan...The clothes I had ruined must have come to a hundred at least 200 in the pot split the winnings between my motor mechanic lad and moi.I told him the deal, he was. " She slid closer and held him.Being around Girl for a length of time one cried. It was part of the package. She cried. I cried. Now, Tommy cried. Plus he'd been thru the Hell of a suicide attempt so he was susceptible from the get-go."No, little Tommy, don't cry, your Katie-Girl is here." Just a smidgen of baby talk to ease his agony. Always eased mine.And of course she had the requisite Kleenex on her, somewhere at-all-times. That was a staple for Girl.Now she got around to me.. You feel a hard nipple, and you push your thumb up against it.She moans, yes baby, I like that.She reaches for your thigh, and you open your legs involuntarily, your pussy wants touch.Her hand strokes up your thigh, up under your skirt, right up the sensitive inner flesh and you love it.Your hand squeezes her boob, and she responds by stroking her hand onto your pussy.Aaaaaaahhh, you love it!!!Your pussy wants more!!But she is soft and slow.And so you relax into the pleasure.Soon her fingers.