'No one, and I mean no one can know about this', she said making hard eye contact with me. 'Fair enough?''Fair enough! I am here for you to be and do ...hatever you want. This is all about you, Denise. I don't kiss and tell and never have and I don't take secret video and pictures to put up on web sites. This is our secret, now and for always.' With that, her mouth found mine and her tongue was half way down my throat in an instant, probing deep and flicking from side to side. Mine responded in. They couldn't play withtheir games or any of their toys. They couldn't even stand up and had tocrawl around instead. They yelled at each other, blamed each other, andsulked.Mom and Dad opened their door and sighed. "It looks like you've chosen tokeep being selfish babies," Mom said. "I guess I should take this stuffaway and give you some big Duplo blocks to play with instead. Dinner willbe ready soon, and if a couple of big boys come down for dinner, you'llget plates of ham, and mashed potatoes. She was highly excited, turned more passionate by the idea of her husband fucking her best friend, and seeing some vague imagery beyond that immediate picture, a shadowy scene of the four of them getting together. It was so wild that she could barely restrain herself from slipping a finger into her aching cunt.Gritting her teeth, she gripped the side of the tub and forced the heat to subside. She wanted to save herself for the coming evening, for the exchange of fucking that might very well. " No Paul, it is possible." But... but I can always remember being male... being Paul... growing upas a boy." All part of the spell Paul. It altered your memory. And it altered thememory of all around you, so that everyone remembers you being Paul. Well,almost everyone. That's part of the problem." But even if it's true... why?" I guess someone thought they were doing you a favour. As Paula, yourinterests were pretty much limited to dancing, fashion, and boys.Certainly not study and schoolwork,.