I confess that I love being Cherylbut I never really thought that what we have done would be, for me atleast, a life-changing experience." Does that b...ther you?" I haven't really had the time to think about it. But if I were toremain Cheryl, how would you feel about that?"Each one was trying to gauge the feelings of the other, without makingany commitments, yet. After a few minutes thinking about it, JoAnn said,"You know I loved you as Paul. I also love you as Cheryl. I was sickseeing you. James was considerate and gentle. She contemplated her wakening on Saturday. She had slept very well for the few hours that were available to her, and awoke still tingling throughout her body. She stretched like a cat even the soft cotton sheets were sensual against her skin and re-sensitised her flesh, a reminder of the excitement of last night. She was naked. Looking across the bed her gaze took in the still slumbering James, his hair tousled with a slight growth of beard on his cheeks.. The sheer love seemed to engrave itself onto my heart. I couldn't look away. I leaned down to kiss her and her hands took mine and cupped her breasts with my hands while we kissed.Cathy let us alone for a few minutes, but cleared her throat when I started massaging Patty's breasts. Oh how I loved her breasts!I broke the kiss and looked at Cathy. My new found sense of Patty made something obvious about Cathy, she was turned-on as well. Could she want her own sister? That seemed sick. Then I. . "Don't drive so fast, Jack," she said without looking at him, her tone of voice nearly emotionless.He glanced at her again and saw that she hadn't moved from her provokingly supine position "Well, glad to know that you're still with me," he edgily replied. "I was beginning to think you were still up on a cloud with that lecherous sonofabitch we humbly refer to as our boss." You sound terribly vindictive, darling," she said, her soft intonation unchanged. "Didn't your end of the party go so.