You look around the bathroom. The layout is different. The towels you do not recognize. You walk out into the bedroom. This is not your house. This is...your brother’s house. You have swapped bodies and places entirely. Your mind begins to race to figure out what happened. You replay yesterday in your head. You remember spending the day walking around the mall. You visited a video game store and had your fortune told by the Zoltar machine. You visited a jewelry store where you stole some. It feltlike there was an electric current running up my tongue with a wire allthe way down to my thong. I kept licking it as he took a seat on thestall's bench, putting every part of his cock within my lips reach, "Comeon, you should know how this goes. Feels best at the tip, right?"Right...I knew exactly how the best blowjobs felt, and if a girl had beendoing that to me, it would have felt nice, but only as a bit of foreplay. I needed to try harder. I wrapped my lips around the head of his. I had got chatting to a couple who were coming to South Wales for a holiday. They invited me to come and meet them at their caravan so on the day I turned up at Fontygary and found the 'van they had said they would be in.Suzy and Jason were a bit older than I was at the time, at around forty. She was a full figured woman wearing a yellow bikini as she lay on a sun lounger outside the 'van. Jason was also stretched out working on his tan. They offered me a beer and we sat and chatted for a while. I closed my eyes and kissed his mouth; pressed my breasts against him and left him in no doubt of how I felt about him. United in acoustic isolation and half-hidden by shadow, we shared two minutes seven inches of heaven. At the counter, I proffered my wrinkled note, but he closed his hand around mine, already had the six and eleven counted out and ready to drop into the assistant's welcoming palm. Record and receipt slid into the shop's distinctive red and green paper bag and were.