I had a feeling that it was going to be more than the usual boyfriend trouble. Normally Liss tells me straight away if something is bothering her. She...��s really bubbly and a real chatterbox but since school let out she’s been awfully quite. Very unlike her.“What’s bothering you Liss?” I asked. “Um, nothing much,” she said. “C’mon, Liss I know something’s up. You’ve been really quiet,” I said. I left my desk and went over and lay down next to her. “Tell me what’s up. Has it got something to do. Her hips were sensously rotating as I teased the sensitive orb; rolling it between my finger and thumb. My prize thrust her hips against my hand trying to force the insertion of more and more of the pleasure giving length into the warm wet channel. Her moaning increased . . . . . . .Finally . . . . her resistance was completely broken. I could sense the surrender as she eagerly thrust her hips in ever consuming passion.I quickly removed my pants; I don't wear any underwear. I don't want my cock. " That trip of yours and my slumber party are somethings we are just going to have to learn to live with," I do it on one condition," I said."What condition is that?" asked Jennifer."You going to have to become more feminine," I told her. "Every time we are back into our old bodies, you revert to your tomboyish ways and I have to answer too many questions to why I go from feminine to tomboyish every four weeks." Agreed," said Jennifer. "I won that round." Won what round?" I asked."I decided. Women are like that. I know, I'm one too, remember?"Monique was pleased. Things had gone much better than she had expected and this naive young American had swallowed her story, hook, line and sinker. She had spent her day arranging things with Gamal for one of his usual parties at his villa and tonight she would clench the sale to him Kevin didn't know it, she smiled to herself, but he would play a great part in it. He probably would raise the price on his own wife by at least one thousand.