Chapter 3- ... worse than deathI recovered my senses shortly thereafter. I guessed that because everybodyelse was still in the same places as I rememb...red. They were alllooking at me, including Elisabeth, with faces which showed that theywere not believing in what they saw. That is, everybody except Wolf,who looked pleased.At least I felt no pain anymore. I tried to stand up, but sensed that something was not right. The memory I had from my movements did not match what I was feeling, the weight. ”Exasperated, she went on, “They are horny 24 hours a day. They have girlie magazines stacked all over their rooms. They watch porn on the internet all hours of the day and night. And now half dressed teeny bopper girls are coming over and hanging around the pool area, then going up to the boys rooms for long periods of time.”Cindy then told Margie that the twins were now eying her up all the time, and she was beginning to think that they would screw her in a heart beat, if she wasn’t. I bought a cheap towel and a box of tissues at the supermarket in Villaggio before I started this metamorphosis, just in case I needed to clean up. I couldn’t help thinking of those scenes where a wounded agent retreats to a dirty truck stop bathroom, wedges a bullet out of his kidney with the tip of his knife, then does a complete make-over including a false moustache and wanders off to kill another day. Well, if that is level 100 for secret agents, or whatever the hell I was, then surely. ” I said, as she bent over to get her small purse.She jumped, and turned, ready to cuss someone out, when she saw it was me.“Murphy, you scared the piss out of me, damn. Come here and I’ll suck your tongue out of your mouth.” She grabbed me, in a big hug and she did kiss me.This girl can kiss; I bet she could suck a dick too, and started to ask, but that would have been just a little too forward on our first date.“I was a little early, and was looking out back, this is really nice.” I said.“Yes.