Now I knew what was going to happen I could only think about my sweet wife and what I'd done.Later that evening, he called me over to his cell, his fr...ends were there watching his TV, he held out Elsa's panty's with his cum stains on them. "Do you recognize these," he asked. He threw them to me, "Keep em, I have these, he held up another pair of her panties," also stained. Fucking black little shit Kevin asked him if he could have my wife's panty's. Khan told me to give him the ones that he'd. .." She paused, and for the first time I found myself capable of rational thought."Why hasn't she done anything yet?" I thought to myself. "If I were her I would have just told myself to leave, but she hasn't even left the room yet". I caught her eyes aimed downwards for an instant, then they returned to mine."I'll tell you what," she began, "I don't really feel like washing your jizz off of the bottom of my shower, so I'll make you a deal. You clean this shower, top to bottom, and I'll think. We met again face to face in the kitchen, while hedevoured the meal I cooked. I felt disappointed as I learned that he hadno clue about who he was (that is, his male self). As he, ashamed, told,Illana was a very liberal young woman and used to invite male company shefound in the bars to cheap hotels for sex. She met the demon during afull moon and the transfer was done. After that she fell asleep for atleast 12 hours.I didn't know at the time, but the monks which were together with us toldthis. I knew! I could not protest, plead innocence, extenuating circumstances, or outside manipulation. For the past two years I had whored for older women after the money from my parents ran out. Done it willingly, licked dried-out old pussy, played with shriveled dugs, stuck my cock between the nether lips of crones old enough to be my grandmother and all because I got paid for it! Seldom in direct cash but always with a payoff. And now a beautiful woman had confronted me on it. With physical.