“I had a great time,” she said with a bright smile. “Your friends are very nice, and the game wasn’t stressful. You guys are here to have fun ...nd are not worried about how much you could win or lose.”Mitch picked up Kate’s glass. “How ‘bout a refill?”“Thanks,” she replied. “But I don’t want to overstay my welcome. Would you like for me to help wash the dishes?”“Not a chance,” Mitch called from the kitchen. “I have this down to a science. I’ll be back to have another drink with you in five. . do you notice your thought process is any different? Like itseems like women are thinking a dozen thoughts at once while men arepretty one track minded". As she said those words, it really hit home.I WAS thinking differently, I was thinking about everything all at once,I was feeling subconscience about my body, I was having thoughts likewhat if some guy walked in, what if I was stuck in this body because ofsomething going wrong with that body swap machine. I was thinking morelike a. My name is Monica and tonight you are going to be my bitch!" Monica pinned Kimberly up against the wall of the club's bathroom."Hey babe, nice boobs. Are those real?" Monica reached her black hand and stuck her hand inside Kimberly's shirt to feel her breasts. "Not bad bitch, nice and soft, they feel nice." Monica moved the bra up over Kimberly's breasts. The black girl continued to play with Kimberly's boobs. Monica started to unbutton Kimberly's blouse, opening her blouse down to her. God. No." Hisbody iced over and his eyes began to sting painfully. He had completelyforgotten that he was supposed to meet her last night at the caf? totalk. His hand shook violently as the urge to throw his phone at thewall once again swelled up inside him. He opened the texts.Hey where are you? I'm here at the caf?! :)Where are you now?Please hurry up! I don't have long! TbFine then. Asshole.Straight away he clicked on her name and the phone began to ring as hebrought it up to his right ear..