Meanwhile, Dave looks at my paintings. He is standing at my last acquisition when I hand him a glass of white wine. "Beautiful," he says briefly. "I r...cently bought it from a Nigerian artist in Antwerp. He personally delivered the gouache. I won't tell Dave that it took all afternoon.We are going on the balcony. The weather is beautiful. My balcony is facing west. The evening sun is warm. We talk about a lot of things. I can't keep my eyes off Dave. He looks great in his white shirt and light. "Don't you get it?" said Harley's body, "we switched bodies with you boys.You are now us, and we are now you."Then she turned around to the group and said"Girl's the change has been effected now we shall experiment on the otherguys from our group. Soonenough you will all be male."That's not possible," exclaimed Harley."Sure it is," replied his body. "Can't you tell by listening to your voicethat you're a girl now? But not just any girl, you're me, Sarah." Not true," whined Harley."Really?". “We did it,” she corrected. “Babe, I couldn’t have done it without you.” She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him, and this time there was no turning back. His response was immediate, and the kiss lasted and deepened. His hands began to stray on her body in a touch she welcomed.He’d begun lifting her T-shirt when she pulled back. “No!” she said abruptly.“Maggie—”“Not here. Morris...”“Yeah.”“My place,” she said breathlessly. “Let’s don’t be obvious. You go out and finish up or whatever,. "Yes I am," I say as I make my way around the couch and cuddle up toJenny. I continue to try and kiss her and finally she relents and putsdown her computer and takes me in her arms and begins returning thekisses. I slowly begin massaging her breasts and then her rear as Ikiss my way down her neck to her chest. Jenny just lets me take controland I am willing to take whatever she is willing to give me and soon Ihave her skirt up around her waist and begin working her panties offher. Jenny.