The skirt was tight that it showed my ass big and as I was wearing a tube top, I didn’t wear a bra due to which my boobs were hanging and my nipples...were poking through the top. So, to cover it, I wore a mini coat on top.It was 5:45 pm. I was asked to wait outside in the chair. I sat outside, my palms were sweating. And, as I was wearing leather, even my insides started to sweat. I was sitting uncomfortably.A few men who were there at the joint were staring at me and my legs. I didn’t mind it. At around 3:00 AM, he slowly climbed out of bed. He knew his own house intimately. He made his way into her room in the darkness.He heard her stir in bed as he climbed on top of her.She shrieked as he pulled the blankets away, revealing her nude body, and fell on top of her."Aaaaaah!" she screamed.He moved his face to kiss her, but she rocked her head violently from side to side. He grabbed her jaw with his free hand and pinched her jaw open. She continued to fight, but he pressed his mouth to. ”“But, don’t you want to when you’re angry?”“Frequently. I just don’t.”“So, when being intimate, it’s okay?”“Absolutely,” I assured her, wondering where this was coming from.Rory continued, “Good, because when I had that climax on the boat what I really wanted to say was, ‘Oh fuuuuck!’”The emotion she put into it had me laughing. She turned her face up to me and grinned, her eyes sparking.When I stopped laughing, I told her, “That turns me on, so yup, go to town!”Rory’s grin faded. Her eyes. I had the symbols. I had two consciousness in one mind. My body was thin but well built. I had firm, D-cup breasts topped by overly large areolas and nipples. My waist was thin, as were my hips. My butt was firm and small, my cunt was covered in neatly trimmed, soft, dark hair. I wore a white, silk shirt and a short skirt and heels. I was ready. I walked toward the mall. Everyone around me acted normally, so I assumed that this all was working. I could still feel my real body back in the car,.