It was strange, almost as if the trainer had read my mind. I began thinking about the possibilities of this and what else I might be able to do, one o... which was how much easier this would be if I had an earpiece that could replicate my thoughts to real life without having to spend ages on the computer altering things. Suddenly, as if by magic, an earpiece materialised on the desk in front of me next to the mouse. My eyebrows raised as I smiled. This is going to be awesome! I woke up the. Fuck. The. Hell. Off. You have no right to be such a bitch to me. And if you ever, and I mean ever, call me a slut again, under the bleachers so may I remind you, I will ram my father company on your ass so fast that you will end up on the streets for your whole fucking life!" I said to her and she squealed, running out of the store and I straightened my outfit and smiled to myself and my smile faded when I realized what I'd just done. "Shit." I smacked my head against the wall and sighed. I. I sipped my teawith two hands, savoring the warmth that transferred to my palms. Ipicked up the book briefly, but I was just too distracted to read.In the quiet of evening, with the initial shock of the change wearingoff, I contemplated everything that had happened. What was to become ofme? Would I ever go back to my old body again? What if I could not?Could I go back to the City, back to my old life? Would anyone believe Iwas really Mark Randolph?But, looking at my female hands holding. . An hour had gone by… some thing fell on me… i showed it aside only to realize that it was a flying cockroach…. It woke me up… i was hearing some kind of moaning and reciprocating noise from the bedroom… i thought that i should take a look… i peeped in … luckily the bed lamp in the room was on… i was shocked at what i saw… aunty was playing with herself… she had put one of her hands in her bra to squeeze her boobs and the other hand was moving to and fro in her pussy… i got dumstruck.. What.