"This one is too heavy for me. Can you help me with it?" He stepped forward and placed his hands over hers, then helped her lift it. As it came...up, she leaned back and rubbed her butt against his crotch. She smiled inside as she felt the bulge in his pants grow. They turned and set it beside the first basket. He slowly pulled his arms back and then smiled at her self-consciously. They both bent down and went through the baskets, Wade picking out the items he wanted. Gayle could feel his. Earl stated through the door, "Still nervous Charlotte, don't worry Turneris not going to fire you."I replied, "I know, Earl."I looked in the mirror and said, "I wish I was Steven Turner."In a flash I was me again, and I was standing in front of the mirror in myprivate washroom at work. The thought then crossed my mind, did we switchbodies? I wanted to try it again, but I decided to wait to ask Charlotterather than to tempt fate. Chapter two I got home and called out for Charlotte. She came. I felt myself being rolled along then lifted into a vehicle of some sort but could still feel the sun and air. The stretcher was fixed down and the vehicle started moving. We stopped again and I heard gates rattle then we really started moving. I heard cars beeping, people shouting and allsorts then it dawned on me. They were parading me around the city strapped to the stretcher with my hard-on still raging. I heard people shouting pervert, murderer, terrorist. People were banging the side of. She looked inside at the inscription, thanked me with a sweet kiss, and laid the book back on the coffee table. We sat close together, holding hands."So, you're still sticking to your plan, right?" Danae asked."Yeah, pretty much," I replied."What does that mean?" It means for the most part, yes, I am sticking to the plan," I said."Hmm." She looked at me with one eyebrow raised. "Not sure I like the sound of that." I don't want to talk about it right now," I murmured, nuzzling her neck."Gwen?.