I ran down the stairs, almost tripping, and flung open the front door. He must have known I’d be angry because he’d picked up the paper from the d...orstep and handed it to me to make sure I couldn’t slap him again. “I told you I’d drop by,” he said with a stupid wink and a grin, “how are you on this fine morning?” “Just perfect, thank you very much. I suppose you want to drive me to work with you then? You’re too early…” “Yes, well, I thought we could waste the time away together!” “Oh my God.”. That was hard, Mum and I struggled, there was no money and although I tried to help, Mum still found it almost impossible to cope. It got so that I was woken at night, first only once or twice but then every night and sometimes several times each night by the creaking of mom’s bed. Low whispering voices with the booming resonance of a man. Sometimes a slap or a whimper, but mostly just creaking on the stairs, creaking in mom’s bedroom and then silence. Sometimes there was a guest for breakfast. Her fingers slowly unbuttoned Grace’s jeans and pulled her zipper down. Her hand disappeared inside Grace’s pants. Grace felt Jeans’ fingers rubbing her clit. “Yeeaaahh,” Jean sighed, clearly aroused by the prospect of watching this hot girl fuck like crazy on the bench. Her fingers ran up Grace’s arm, her hand squeezed her firm breasts. “I can’t wait baby, it will be sooo hot watching you spread your legs for all of us.” Jean watched how Grace slowly took off her jeans and was stark naked.. I decided to play it safe and go with the redhead and pointed to herbody."So how does this work anyway?" I asked."It's really easy. You sit over there and the transfer seat, I hook upsome electrodes to keep your body alive while you're gone, I push abutton and you wake up in the new body," she said."Don't you dress them first?" I asked feeling awkward about waking up ina naked female body."Oh don't be shy, it's not like I haven't seen what these bodies looklike naked. I'll help you get.