His clock read 1: 36 am. Jen was probably asleep by now. He wished he was asleep. He could call her and hope she answered before her parents, but they...d probably be woken up and pissed off at him. He pictured her dad pummeling him for calling so late. That brought a smile to his face anyway.His wild imagination kicked in, and he imagined her stealing her parent's credit card tomorrow morning, cutting school and flying up to see Danny wherever he lived, Washington or Oregon or something. He saw. This one’s got a dead body in it.”Treya joined him and they peered through the window at the skeletal remains, still covered by mummified flesh. The figure was wearing a suit of gleaming armor that reflected the light shining in.“What should we do?” Treya asked.“I don’t want to rob the dead,” he said. “That armor looks expensive, but Marco doesn’t need to know about it. Let’s check the rest of them, though.”They continued down the row, finding eight more bodies and two empty caskets. When Treya. But it seemed that as I moved my head that my blonde hair waslonger. I sat up, and I was in the same, white, off-my-shouldersnightgown. It was still clean and fresh-smelling, but my breasts hadgrown somewhat larger. They weren't huge by any means, but they wereperky and prominent as they pressed against the silk nightgown.I rose and walked to the windows and the drawn curtains. My steps weresensual and feminine, my blonde hair halfway down my slim back. I movedthe curtain aside with one hand. "I think we'll have that bra of as well, don't you.", said Susan.Mom removed her bra."That's better", said Susan, "Now we both have nothing more than knickers between ourselves and total outdoor nudity. Does that turn you on?"Mom was clearly turned on by the situation with her nipples as hard as Susan's and a distinct wet patch on the crotch of her panties. For myself, my cock was getting hard and quite uncomfortable in my jeans."I think we should start with a little masturbation. Would you.