. About lying to Joe at the end... If I hadn't been sure it was you, just twisted into a strange mental shape..." Don't," said Joan. "Joe is still her.... I remember being him." She winced. "I will always remember being him. But what about you? You didn't have your overlay removed all in one go. Amanda just let it fade away imperceptibly, you say..." Yes. It's a problem? Yes? I wondered... I wasn't going to bring it up, but..." Let me guess..." Joan took a big gulp of coffee to disguise her. " She then gives me another peck on the cheek before jumping off.I watch her ass sway gently side to side as she slowly saunters away as if showing off. "I work very hard on that Mr. Doe, not for that reason but it's certainly a benefit isn't it?"Feeling sheepish for being caught perving out on my assistants ass I didn't want her to know how silly I felt, I smartly reply, "Well with your assets your parents should be very proud. Not a man in here doesn't appreciate your," and after a momentary. It was as if I were actually here, in the alternate reality canoe-turned-stateroom, laying with my teenaged head between the legs of the girl I had desired more than anything. I shook myself again, reminding myself once more that as a lucid dream, nothing would happen except what I wanted to happen. Ruth would continue to lay on this bed pretending to sleep even if I plunged my tongue deep into her molten twat… I pondered this for a moment. What would the real Ruth have done if this had. She stood from putting plates in the dishwasher and kissed me abruptly.“How about now? I have to get a shower before we leave, anyway.” Her hand slid down and caressed my stiffening cock thru my shorts. I hadn’t had this much sex in years! Not that I was complaining at all.“Sure,” I smiled back at her. “You gals can have all you want. As long as I’m able to keep up, that is.”I slipped a hand into the panties of the nightie she was wearing and found her already very wet.Stephanie was facing me.