Adam sat on the edge of the bed and kissed her mouth while he leisurely stroked his erection, keeping it rock hard and ready for her. Shelby broke the...kiss and laid back amongst the pillows looking at the stranger on her right. His finger tips ran over her mound, stroking the silky skin, he gently spread her open so he could look into her sex. He groaned softly as he took in the succulent pink flesh, the wet inner folds and her tight opening. He stroked the length of her cleft, his fingers slid. Couldn't believe I could feel it as a part of me, let alone look at it fromthis vantage point. Stunned I sat for a long period of time. All of asudden I was no longer a man.The brief thought that this was some sort of illusion, that this reallyhadn't occurred, that this was an intense hallucination shoved its way intomy mind. Yet everything I saw disproved that theory. I blinked hard and'it' was still there, I couldn't even mentally construct what it was called,as if that would cement its. Comeinside for a moment."Willy followed behind as he went inside. The walls of the littleshop were lined with shelves of books and as a rule books gave him afeeling of comfort, but at that moment he remained apprehensive andstayed close to the door, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes wide andstaring like those of a frightened child."Who are you, and why are you tramping the streets?" the man askedpointedly.Willy looked away from his face. He was pleasant enough, he likedthe gold chain on his. (I had tried to do something about it before she came back, but with only limited success.) I told her I had spilt something."What on earth was it?" she asked.I decided to try the power of FUCK once more. "Don't worry about it," I said casually."OK," she smiled contentedly, and cheerfully headed to the kitchen to cook and clean. Part of me missed the old forthright and obstinate Wendy, but I had to admit the new version had advantages. And there seemed no doubt which Wendy was happier, a point.