"I thought it was just some type of residue. Something that might fadein time. Unfortunately, I was wrong. The longer you two are where youare now, th... more those ... quirks ... are going to get passed along.Not actual memories, mind you. But other, more primal, personalitycharacteristics. Emotions and other things."I jumped to my feet, tugging down the hem of the sweater."Hold up! Are you telling me that the longer I'm over here as Charlenethe more ... girly I'm going to become?" Basically.". She smiled back at him, “It’s good to see you too, Art. I imagine you’ll be taking me back to Amanda’s?” His smile stayed on his face, “That’s if you can handle my driving to get you there.” This comment made her laugh, “Trust me after three brothers I doubt any driving style will scare me.” He slightly bowed his head, “That’s good to hear.” He opened the door for her to lead her to car. They got to the car and once again he opened the door for her so she can get into the car. After she got in. I was stroking my cock steadily and wondering still if this was really happening. There was just enough moonlight coming through the window to illuminate her silhouette. I could smell a mixture of the musky scent of her sex and perfume. It was intoxicating. She reached up and pulled her night gown over her head. "Have you ever kissed a girl Thomas?" "yes." French kiss, or just on the lips?" Both." ok, good I want you to give my pussy a kiss. Just like if you were giving a girl a french. It appeared our conversation might stall and I needed to say something to get to the next step of the evening, or just cut bait and try to make another date.I gave her an introspective look and asked, “What’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever done?”She sat back and looked up and rolled her shoulders like she was stretching a bit and leaned forward to say, “I would normally always say, getting married and wasting 4 years of my life, but right now I’m wondering if it might be picking up a strange.