”“But who am I? I don’t know. I don’t think I ever knew. Not since my parents died, anyway.”“Oh, my dear! Knowing yourself is a lifetime e...ploration! You might try Yoga, or Buddha. There’s the Kabala, and Sufism. In the meantime, though, take that job in the cafe. Live here with us.” Kat placed a plate piled up with fried food in front of her. “And build up your strength with this. Would you like tea, or coffee? Orange juice?”Carole picked up her knife and fork. “This morning? Coffee, I. She was slowly sliding a finger in and out of her pussy. “Do you know what that means, Jack? It means it’s your turn now. Or maybe I should say it’s my turn!”I didn’t know what to do. I guess I had this “deer in the headlights look”, so mom just gently pulled me close to her body. “Kiss me!”, she commanded. I reached over and gave her a peck on the cheek. “Not like that! Like this!” She wrapped her arms around my neck. And planted her lips on mine. I felt her mouth open. “Just do. Ha-ha!!! Three mere minutes and you shall understand completely what I require of you."At that, the fog became less dense. As numbness crawled through me, I looked over at Stoddard. My jaw loosened. His naked torso shrank in height and density. His hair thickened into a streaky, frosty mane. Most surprising, as I felt a change overcome me, I saw his chest billow into a set of magnificent, round breasts.Something peculiar dropped upon my foot, and I peered down at myself. My proud cock. She felt herself lifted up, and her father told her, ‘Hey, young lady … I’m next on your sex card … let’s show these people how it’s done!’ Coco looked at Mark and shrugged. ‘It’s a shame we’re not related, darling … looks like we’re missing something!’ Rebecca stood and crossed to where Coco stood. She reached out and touched the black woman’s body and told her, ‘You don’t have to miss a thing … I’d like to make love with you, Coco …’ She looked at the attractive mother and told her, ‘Never.