.. the trip... breasts... vagina... It was a long and quite convincing dream.But when opening my eyes I didn't recognize the room, and looking down I ...ealized that it was not a dream. I was in another planet... in another room... in another body. A feminine body.I got up, I looked at the mirror and I thought for some minutes. After this I was taken by an enormous motivation:- I am bigger than this problem. I will overcome this and win. This is temporary and I should make the best of this. It was a clear, starlit night, the moon was full, a perfect night to spend some time outdoors. We went to our rooms and shed our clothes, then met again a few minutes later out at the hot tub. Julie called for Eve, who was nude in her house, and asked if she would bring us the bottle of wine that Julie had left in her room. Eve obliged, and came out a few minutes later with it, and two glasses. After drinking a couple glasses of wine and conversing about this thing and that, I got up the nerve. ."Ahhhhh!" The sound of her boss's moan alerted her, and she watched the woman with more guarded caution. But thus far, the scene seemed innocent enough.The woman had stuck one of her big, mocha colored nipples into the man's asshole. Apparently, he was enjoying it immensely."Yes," he said, as though someone were tickling the bottom of his foot with a feather. "That's lovely, darling. Just keep that up."Kropotkin felt his dick twitch under his legs. It wouldn't be long before he would have to. Dillon didn't drink a lot but he wanted a beer and a saloon was a good place to gather information about Prescott. Truth be known he wanted a little company and thought he would try his hand at playing some poker.Dillon walked into the West Branch saloon and immediately felt at home; it reminded him of the saloons in Wichita Falls. There were several cowhands celebrating the end of a cattle drive and a few of the locals having a week ending drink. He got a beer and walked over to watch one of.