My hair became seemedto float above my head, finer and thicker then I'd ever seen it. Myfacial features began to shift as bones moved beneath the skin... Thefeeling was creepy like holding your hand to the skin of a movingsnake. My face looked softer, more delicate. The changes therecontinued but my attention was drawn elsewhere.The skin around my nipples blazed with heat. In seconds, the areolasdarkened and grew to the size of half dollars. My nipples swelled intheir centers like pink buds. My pussy was about to explode when Frankie grabbed Lisa by the ankles and pulled her backwards until her feet were on the floor. She was bent over eating my pussy like a piece of desert with her juicy pussy secreting all over my face. Reaching up I spread her cheeks fully apart, until I could see her tightly closed asshole, when I heard "hey guys, what's up? Yep here they are". Unable to move my head as Frankie's muscular black legs were planted on each side of my head. I wondered who else was. I couldnt stop thinking of his body. Mostly, I imagined my cock buried between his cheeks – sliding in and out. It was an image which was haunting me at all hours of the day and night. Id never noticed before, how carelessly he went dressed around the house. He often went topless, wearing nothing apparently, but a thin pair of board-shorts, slung low. Often I could see his sparse pubes picking out of the top, or the top of his butt-crack, whenever he bent down. Gad, the boy was clumsy –. I was shown to my room but as there was no lift I had to struggle up two flights of stairs with my bags to get to it, the room was functional with a double bed, a clean bathroom, a balcony that overlooked a road at the back of the hotel, a chest of drawers and a wardrobe, as I was not intending to spend the rest of my life there it was ok and I realised that they were saving the pool view for the tourists, Katrina said she would pick me up around 7.00pm to have dinner with the plant managers.