You have no idea how lucky you are that your friends managed not to become brainwashed." Yeah, I guess," I said still feeling the guilt. "Ok, what abo...t Mapes?" This Mapes character is as crafty about what he's doing as these church people are blatant. Except for the alarm code thing, he has really covered his tracks. His IDs are all fake. Every address I can find for him leads to random businesses. I can't find any banking or financial information on him. Except for his dealings with you, this. Can you remember anything?" I tried, butall I found was the feeling of the transformation and then abrief something that I couldn't quite make out."No, not really. I'm hungry. I think that transformation or hersexual activity has tired me out. I'm about to pass out too. Howlong ago did the moaning stop?" I don't know. I fell asleep last night after, I'm sorry to say,masturbating to her calls. And when I woke up, she was soundingexhausted but she still kept going. No wonder you're tired. Idon't. Suddenly she locks her legs tight on my hand, and clutches my head tight to her chest, as she screams out in passion, as a stronger orgasm washes over her.I let her settle down for a few moments, and then I work my head down towards her aroused pussy, stopping at her belly button for a little kissing and licking."O my fucking god Jack that sure feels good." She finally says something.My face reaches her adolescent pussy, and I can smell aroma of her sex on her peach fuzz pussy lips. My tongue. What would his cock feel like inside you? What would her cunt taste like? Your coworkers probably wouldn't believe what you were fantasizing about all day. You are now standing, topless at the foot of their bed. You moan softly as they each take a nipple into their mouths. She swirls her tongue around your sensitive bud as he bites and pulls. The difference in sensations is driving you crazy. You run your hands through their hair, and down to their chests. Somehow, both are now shirtless so.