How could a man's dick grow after he was forty? She got up to go to the bathroom for her morning pee and to brush her teeth. When she came back Maggie...lifted the sheet to make sure it hadn't just been a drunken dream. Chuck was sleeping on his back with his legs splayed with his dick along his left thigh. A thing of beauty she thought as she admired Chuck's new dick. That Chuck had a little dick had never bothered Maggie. She didn't love him for his dick but for the man he was. Besides Chuck's. When she was done she went down to the kitchen and poured a glass of wine which she took with her out to the garden. Sitting by the pool she looked up at the sky and saw a star fall. The night was quiet and she breathed in deeply through her nose.She thought about what had happened during dinner and how hard Carlos’s cock had been under her touch. She wondered what he was doing at that moment, thinking he was most likely dancing with a girl in one of the many clubs. Jason and Carlos had been. Iwas a girl! I felt faint, overcome by the sudden realisation that I was,beyond any doubt, now a girl. "Is Mistress hungry?" Asked Louise kindly. I realised I was indeedfeeling very hungry, as if I hadn't eaten in days. I placed my handagainst my narrow flat stomach and felt the digestive juices gurgle withnothing to work on. I had been drugged, kidnapped, taken somewhereisolated and then I had blacked out. Udumi had promised to give me whatI wanted and therefore deserved. And now I was a. Under the card was a hundred-dollar bill neatly folded, it was hidden from casual observation. I'd waited until no one was around the front desk. I asked, "Mr. Bob Sudcliffe is staying here. Can you tell me what his home address is?"The man lifted the card and deftly pocketed the bill. He inspected my card and asked, "Doing research for a book, sir?" Yes."He turned and looked through the ever present row of green folders. He found the one he wanted and opened it, pulled out a check in record.