THE NEXT MORNINGWhen I opened my eyes the next morning, I hoped that it was all a baddream, one id wake up from, smile at, then get ready to catch my ...lightout of JFK. But as I sat up and glanced down at my body, the sight of mybreasts reminded me that it was real, it really somehow had my mind andmemories swapped with Serena's somehow. Standing up, I walked over to themirror in the room id been taken to and took a closer look at my body.I looked to be about 21 to 22, maybe, my breasts were. "American source?" No. Somehow however, they matched our signal codes exactly. Whoever they are, they are damn clever, Sir." The Stones." I muttered. "Put it though the headphone network." Incoming Eagle fighter jet, this is the Density Force vessel Mary Celeste. Be aware this area is under a no fly zone by order of the Density Force. Turn back or be shot down."Jacob has his own fleet? This could be bad."Identify who we are and inform them that we are on a mission to meet with Captain Amy. Smiling she removed her undies. She had clear skin and her pussy was clean. She looked at me and I slowly stripped. I was embarrassed about my hard on. She looked at it and laughed and said “ Its good to see that you like my figure “. I admitted that she had a great figure and she was fucking material. She told me don’t get excited that’s not happening.We settled down on the beach and were soaking in on the activities on the beach. I caught Dipti checking me out and she said, you are pretty. I was amazed at that sort of open marriage arrangement, especially so after my experience in my own disastrous union. I just couldn't understand how a so-called loving couple could willingly share themselves with others when they professed to love one another. Still each to their own I suppose- and she really was a great fuck!...It got so I was working at the bar two or three nights a week, just on a casual basis really. I wasn't getting paid by Giorgio, so there wasn't a problem if I didn't.