” “It’s not true.” “I told her all about it, John. I’ve never felt you as hard as when you were wearing my nightie. Jennie says that’s a...sure sign that you have a penchant for femininity. She thinks you might even be gay. Are you gay?” “No!” I almost shouted. “Calm down, John.” “Sorry, I’m not gay.” “I told her you probably aren’t gay. It was quite funny really. We started thinking of names for you.” “What kind of names?” “Girls names, for when you dress up as a girl.” “But, I don’t dress up as. “There’s a kitchen and pantry over there somewhere,” she said loftily. “I hardly remember where they are – the kitchen is one room I rarely set foot in. Down the hallway here,” she went on, “You’ll find the guest bedroom. As far as I know,” she whispered conspiratorially, “the guest room has never held a guest for an entire night. Over there, the one room I spend the most time in… my den.” Dan looked in and saw a spacious office with a large wooden desk stacked high with papers and reference. "Melody looked at the man who had claimed to be her Advocate, and asked,"What does that mean?"He replied, "It means that the gifts you gave out tonight will bereturned, every person you helped with be back where they were - unlessyou make the sacrifice." What sacrifice?" Melody asked."Your own transformation. You go back to how you appeared before youwere given the gift." Lorraine?" asked Melody plaintively."I dont think I can help you, Melody," Lorraine responded. "It's not mewho would have to. He stopped her. He reached into his jeans pocket and pulled out a three-pack of condoms. A wicked smile split Nikki's face. She got on her knees, pulled on his jeans again, and his cock burst through his boxers, nearly poking her in the eye. She caught it between her lips, and Tim groaned and grasped her head as he stepped out of his pants. Nikki hooked her fingers in his underwear and peeled them down, too. As his cock disappeared back into his fly hole, she reluctantly released it from her.