And all...me! My ideas....my 'style'. Get going...I'll meet you down stairs in fifteen minutes." Ok boss" Robbie saluted. "Your getting the idea, Rob...ie. And keep that cock hard coz I might need it at any time. Heehee. Do you like the new 'me'?" "Just getting used to it...it's a bit...scary haha" Don't worry...so am I "Robbie went to his room, packed his recently unpacked clothes and was down stairs in five minutes. He wondered if he should get his cock out and get it hard. He wasn't sure if. Chuck always did have more balls than brains. After the soup had been served, an attractive woman stopped by the table and greeted Chuck. I could see him nod in my direction. She turned to me and introduced herself as Cynthia, giving no last name. She was moderately tall, brown hair and dark eyes. The hair was done up with an attractive black comb. Her makeup was subtle and sufficiently understated that one had to look closely to see it. She had pearl studs and a simple pearl necklace as her. As I put on my shorts and t-shirt, I noticedthat my body had changed back to normal. I went straight back to mybedroom and tried to process what was happening to me. I laid there inbed trying to figure out what was happening to me, and how I was goingto get out of this mess.I tossed and turned for what must have been hours when I got the ideathat I could cut the bracelet off. I reached for the Swiss army knifethat was in the top drawer of my nightstand. I opened the blade andstarted to cut the. My ears hear only your breathing.I feel only my passion reflected back with your own. I am overwhelmed by you... overpowered by you... captivated by you... fascinated by you... Time ceases. The world stops.My hands explore your back, moving slowly, again caressing and massaging, feeling your shape. Down to your waist... then further down to your buttocks... firm and tight and round.My hands are full as they measure and touch you, kneading and needing, and cupping your ass... pulling you to me.