With his left hand pushing against the middle of her back, keeping her chest tight to the table, he spread her legs with his feet. Pushing them just t...at little extra bit further apart. Gripping his cock in his right hand, he rubbed it up and down against her pussy. She moaned. “This is what you want, isn’t it?” She tried to raise her hips off the table so as to catch his cock, but he pushed her back down. Now his right hand grabbed the link between the two cuffs holding her hands behind her. In fact, she did get him one piece ofsleepwear, a short nightshirt made of some shimmery material, in thepopular color, radiant orchid. It was put into one of the shop'strademark pink handled-bags, which he had to carry. She made him elevatehis forearm and let his wrist go limp. People pointed and snickered and,indeed, took pictures. His wife even made him strike some foolish posesfor them, calling him Hanna and making people wonder about his truegender or sexual orientation. He thought it. Angie: Wow, you player. Mark: Yeah thats me, im a real player. So what about your first kiss? Then Angie leaned over and kissed me on the lips… Angie: well i was 16 and i kissed you. Mark: Really, that was your first kiss. Angie: Yeah Mark: well it was mine to, if you dont count that whole kindergarden thing. Angie: really Mark: Yeah, were pretty pathetic huh. Angie: No were just socially awkward thats all. Mark: Wow you really know how to cheer a guy up. Angie: I know what will cheer you up.. As I turned my head a long lock of brown hair fell in front of my face, I?d been grey and bald when I had gone to sleep the previous evening. I sat up quickly, feeling a strange movement from around my chest, and as I leapt from the bed I noticed an unused to void between my legs. I ran to the mirror and found that I was no longer Gary David - fifty-two year old man, hardened hack and friend of your goods selves. No, I was now the twenty-four year-old female you see sitting in front of you.