"Look for yourself if you don't believe me." She still had the specksand tweaks along with the engine analysis on her laptop.Looking over her shoulder...I saw the engines electronic control modulebreak down. What she was pointing to was a notation, NASCAR installedchip set, and then a series of numbers that meant nothing to me, butobviously the three understood it."So they're getting their engines from NASCAR now, I wonder if it's onlythe interceptors." Just then a familiar face pulled off the. That day she was wearing a loose red zardosi top and black jeans, with red top and her black bra was easily visible. U knows how tempting it can be when u can see through a sex bombs blouse. Anyways, I had planned this entire evening, I had bought ‘Memphisto’ tablets to get her aroused. I wanted her to beg for sex with me. Looked like she made herself up for me that evening. My blood gushed to my pants as she spoke about the last two days and our encounters. I was enjoying her restlessness, she. ...fine....put makeup on me...I don't care." Yes, you do, silly," she laughed. "It's humiliating for you to be turnedinto a girl. Tee hee." You want to know about humiliating? Try being in that chair for fivehours," groaned Adam."I was," she said beginning to apply foundation to Adam. "Totallyenslaved, remember? That's me."Adam tried to add everything up. She was not anything like Jill anymore,but she was more animated now than she was when she was around Conrad."So, like....you go. .I wanted curves like that one day. I must have looked at that magazine every night, front to back for 2 weeks or more. Each night feeling that tingly warm feeling between my legs. It wasn’t long before I began exploring with my hands. This became my nightly ritual. I would lay in bed looking at this dirty magazine. Running my fingers down my smooth tummy, across my perky little boobs and nipples, and finally down to my wet little kitty. I remember feeling my clit for the first time. When I ran.