He was going to have theface of a woman now! But what about the voice? Was it recognizable atall to him? He started to think about what he'd heard whe... that peculiarfeeling crept into his face. Panicking, he brought his hands up and felt his cheeks, nose,anything that might tell him his face was changing into someone else's.What he felt was a shifting, a horrific sense that he was losing himselfmore and more as the seconds ticked by. At first it had begun to hurt,but almost as soon as it. A nice orgasm, but so very non-committal and less than fully satisfying.Bottom line? I longed for a good lay. A screw job. Dirty sex. And that got my mind wandering. I didn't want to cheat on Monica, but the longer things went on in the same old way and the longer I missed down and dirty bedroom behavior the more I wondered how to scratch my itch.I took to Craig's pages to read of what others wanted or offered or thought about. The more I read the classified the more I saw there were people in. "What do you think it's for?" Bobby asked again, looking at Alex for the answers. Alex shrugged and answered, "I wish I knew" Suddenly a sharp pain ripped through Alex's body, and he nearly fell to his knees. A bright red glow seemed to be coming from the necklace around his neck, making Bobby back away a couple steps, though Alex was hurting too bad to really notice it. Even when the glow started to move all over him. His whole body felt like it was on fire, and Alex started to scream. A. .. my tongue exploring the inside of your mouth and teasing yours. Releasing your breasts, I scoop you up from the chair and carry you to the window seat and lay you down upon its cushions. Reaching over you I open several of the windows so that the night air floats into the room scented with the greenness of plants in bloom. A faint trace of honeysuckle flavors the breeze. I stand and look down at you, your robe fully open, one knee raised as you look up at me in the moonlight and smile. I.