" "The night's not over? I thought we were going to bed." "Just because we're going to bed doesn't mean the night's over, silly.The night is just begi...ning. Didn't Kimberly say something about fuckingher? Now sit down here and let that balm run out. Don't force it; justlet it run out. And hurry, because we don't want to keep Kimberlywaiting. You might get another spanking." "Is that a promise?" "Hey, you liked that spanking, didn't you?" Christie said. "It made me cum all over Kimberly, didn't. Here's the number of the hospice." He handed her a card that said Fleming Hospice Center, with an address, phone number, and the name of the hospice director. "Give Josie, the director, a call when you have a chance, and mention my name. She's very friendly and would be happy to have you over for a tour and answer any questions." Thank you," Julie said. "I really do appreciate it." Dr. Terrance nodded."I have to go," he said, patting her hand, "but don't hesitate to call me if you need. I looked down at my body. Well-shaped from what I could tell, large breasts, narrow waist. Great. But this was the wrong body for me. I should be-- what? It was only then I realized that I didn't know what I was supposed to look like. I had no idea whatsoever. All I could tell was that this body was unfamiliar. Not better nor worse than what it should have been, but different. What _was_ I supposed to look like, anyway?I stood, and thought, and thought, and thought. Nothing. Finally I decided. He had striking brown eyes, cheeky smile, dark brown hair, and was very handsome. "Are you sure? I'm just making some myself," Michelle fluttered her long dark eyelashes at him and flicked a long strand of dark brown hair from off her left shoulder. She was trying to seduce him, David knew it, too. And it was beginning to work. He was very attracted to Michelle Dean, who was every inch of a stunner. She was tall, big blue eyes, big bosom, and long gorgeous dark brown hair. She looked like his.