“The next few posts are from people that I don’t think know you,” Liz said. “They’re mostly about ... me.”“It’s always about you, isn�...�t it?” I asked.“Me, me, me!” Liz replied. “Then we get to the baseball pictures. Some are from high school. I think someone scanned a yearbook or something. They’re not very good. Your senior picture is on there, too. Then we get to what I like to refer to as the ‘Groupie Section.’”She moved the screen down until a picture of me standing beside a well-endowed. In that second I got a good look at you. Dark well kept hair, piercing green eyes, much taller than my small 5 foot 6, you being at least 6. You were only in a check shirt and jeans. You looked older than I, in your late twenties and me only being 19. You pounced. You pushed me into the ground headfirst. My hands reached out, breaking my fall, I grunted on impacted and hissed as I grazed my palms on the hard soil underneath me. I tried to get up but your foot was on my back keeping me on the. "Brenda, hey, what's up?" Danny asked."Hi Danny, not much, how've you been?" Great but I've missed you, what can I get for you, the usual?" No, I think I'll just have a coke, I just don't feel like drinking." Did you finally come by yourself or is that guy coming here again." Danny, you sound jealous." Of him, no way, I wanted to see you alone for a change." I hate to break your heart but he'll be here later, I'm just early." Damn the bad luck, but I might as well enjoy you while I can."Bill. Somethingwasn't what it should be. No one flips 180 on the matter of theirsexuality like that. Not without the device. I don't know when ithappened or why or how I noticed it, but something must have happened. Ijust couldn't get it out of my head, even as I probed Evan's daintymouth with my tongue, or as I rubbed my throbbing man meat against hisdelicate feminine dick.Of course I didn't realize what exactly he had swapped until I tried toget dressed the next morning. I had planned on getting up.