.. et a chaque fois que vous "avalerez"vous perdrez quelque chose... Ce qui vous enl?vera tout espoir deretrouver votre ancienne vie!Adieu "Atsuko"!NB...: regardez les photos que je vous ai laiss?, je suis sure que ca vousfera de l'effet! "***Chapitre 4 - Arnaud et sa derniere chance pour retrouver son corpsArnaud etait fou. Comment avait il pu se faire avoir ainsi et se retrouverdans le corps de cette petite conne de femme de menage japonaise lui, lepuissant homme d'affaire? Qu'allait il pouvoir. ” Bargaining was over.Who wouldn’t say okay to that? Which I did. As she raised her light sweater and unhooked her bra, I unbuckled my belt, unzipped my fly, and lowered my pants and shorts. In the dim street lights my eyes were glued to her firm young breasts as my dick flopped out in its full glory. “My oh my,” she said as I studied her tits. The only other tits I could compare them to is my mother’s. These looked younger and less developed. Yes, they compared nicely. “Does it hurt?”. I walked in and saw Sandy's mom fixing a breakfast big enough to feed an army, while her father looked up from his morning paper in my direction. "Well good morning Kathy. Have a good nights sleep?" Oh yes Mr. Wilson. Slept like a baby, thank you."Her mother turned and also said good morning, and suggested I head out to the barn and help Sandy and Janet retrieve eggs from the hen house. This was something that I have never had to opportunity to do, and felt like a little kid at Christmas. Like. We ordered a pizza and stayed up late watching movies. The next day she left after lunch and I had never felt so lonely.Being alone had erased some of my fear and I felt more freedom to do things that I normally would not. Out of boredom, I decided to take a shower after dinner and wished that Karen was still here. I usually undressed in the shower area but today I did it in my room, wrapping a towel around me to head to the showers. I was nervous walking down the hall and was looking around.