."My name is Alvin Jones, not that it really matters for the purpose ofthis story, and I am 49 years old. I live in Los Angeles, California andhave wo...ked for the same truck company since I was 24. The woman cryingnext to me is my wife, Rachel. She's two years older than me and we bothorigin from the suburbs of LA. The child we're crying about is our sonHector, who up until just two years before his death was known as ourdaughter Helen.Helen had never really been different from other girls her. I'm falling in love with him," I couldn't look up without allowing the girls to see my face, but I could almost hear Cosette sobbing between each word."You'll do it, or I'll make sure every boy in the school sees the pictures I have of you with Duke. You remember, the ones I took of you right after finals when you decided to do him in your backyard," Michelle said an edge of pure malice in her voice."I stifled a gasp. Duke was Cosette's German Shepard. I was naïve back then, but still the idea. You put on your last new thong and bra. "We're going to have to go shopping soon. I'm out of undergarments and don't have any actual clothes." You're already wanting to go shopping. Damn, your such a chick," she says jokingly. You both quickly work through the last minute changes for health and age and save all of the changes. You decided to go ahead and change your current age to 21 and stop the aging process. You don't have to finalize it now and honestly until you figure out how your 85%. Strange I know, but I just want man sex, not intimacy, and usually decline advances like this. But he was so feminine and smooth, that I didn't resist and was surprised to find his kisses tender and soft like a woman! We kissed for about 10 minutes and then he told me he wanted to sixty-nine. Now at this point I was still covered in dried jizz and smelt like raw man sex, I told him I needed a shower and he said ok, if I wanted to , and could he wait for me there. I agreed, as there is a lock on.