This is romance, and also a sad story. ***** My wedding to Carla, my fair skinned, black haired beauty, was an event I will always remember. It was no... just because I was publically committing to the woman I wanted to spent the rest of my life with. I hadn’t thought about it while single, but on my wedding night nearly every woman in the room wanted to spend time with me. All the men wanted to be close to my beautiful bride was well. We had talked about it in advance, we each spent a good. It was really awkward at first but we’re all pretty much used to it by now.” Laura was still lost. “But why? What’s making you do this?” “We don’t know. Human Resources said they’re looking into it but I doubt it.” Kari took a bottle of water out of the refrigerator. “It doesn’t affect us away from the office either, or anyone we live with.” She took a drink. “But nobody wants to leave now, either.” “I want to leave,” Laura declared. “Yeah, I think you should.” They headed for the elevator. “I. Her smile grew wide as his mouth fell agape at the supple flesh now in front of him. A soft moan escaped his lips. Hungrily he leaned down, gently flicking a tongue over her nipple, squeezing her other breast with a hand just large enough to hold most of it. In his pants, he felt his hardening cock give a twitch. It longed too be touched. Not yet. Instead, he moved up, again pinning her hands on either side of her head, kissing her on the lips at first, then deeply, exploring her mouth with his. Then there was dinner, and Larisa sat alone again at dinner, and again thought on the past day's events. She remembered the dilemma about not being too disturbed on having her gender reversed. She had managed to ask a few others during the day about that during spare moments when she thought of doing so. Like Petra, none had even considered the matter. A very confusing situation. Could it be a spell, Larisa thought. But her thoughts were interrupted again. It was time for class.Larisa had a.