As long as she was healthy and happy, itdidn't make a difference to her. She figured she'd go forward with herlast surgery when she turned twenty-one....ut now, Ashley was exhausted and wanted a break. She wanted to morphback into Howard and give attending college a shot. She had invested hermoney wisely and didn't need to work. She wanted to forgo the modelingmoney and return to her roots by becoming a guy again. She knew shecouldn't use the word man and certainly was too old to be called a. “I’m not sure what I’m letting myself in for, though.”“Hmm. Greenway House isn’t the sort of place everybody likes,” muses the driver. “But I’m sure you’ll do fine if you are broad-minded enough. I’m Kirsty, by the way.”“Hi, Kirsty, I’m Nicole. You said Greenway House?” I query. “I thought the place was called La Chatte Heureuse.”“La Chatte Heureuse is the organisation which owns the house and grounds. This whole area was once called after the 19th-century industrialist Obadiah Greenway. But. As I blew load after load down her throat she took every pulsing jet of c** without hesitation when I was done she got up off her knees wiping her mouth off with her fingers getting any remaining c** that leaked out of her mouth and licked her fingers clean, now how was that she asked? I told her lay back on the bed and lift her legs up high as I wanted to pull her panties off and taste her for awhile, she first undid her bra letting it fall to the floor and laid back on the bed she raised her. It was August and still there were days when it was hot enough to use it. After midday I heard a knock on the door, as I was on the deck sunbathing. Then I wrapped a towel around my body and answered the door. There I found a young guy in his early twenties, handsome and muscular. He smiled at me, saying he was the son of our landlord and he had come to check the AC system. When I saw that nice guy in front of me, I thought that sooner or later his cock would be in my mouth and his warm semen.