The fiery haired woman licks and sucks on the sweet juices pouring from the girl. Her hands at the stripper’s hips hold her in place on the hoverbik... seat.“Ooh! Mmm!” Echo groans gutturally.Her hands alternate between gripping and running through Grace’s hair. She quickly becomes rigid, firmly grabbing hold of the older woman’s head with both hands. She wraps her legs around her head and orgasms. The girl’s juices flood onto Grace’s face and mouth like the breaking of a dam.Grace feels herself. Any time she would be left alone with me she would be happy. And Adrienne came around to give me a deep, nuclear kiss to remind me that she still loved me.The kiss helped, but a knot still formed in my gut. "Are you coming home tonight?" I asked softly, unable to even look at Adrienne as I waited for her answer.There was a long pause of silence ... too long. I felt my heartbeat speeding up and a magnetic tug telling me to look over at her while I forced myself to keep my eyes averted, lest the. The doctor puts a light in my eyes, checks out my head. "Well, physicallyyou seem like you are recovering. Now for the memory. What do youremember?"I think for a minute. Can I tell him I was a man an hour ago? No. I say,"I was... Hurt?" I shake my head. "I am sorry, I just don't remember." Okay," he says. "Don't let it worry you right now, focus on trying toget better. I will have them do a scan of your brain, just in case, but Isuspect it's a psychological response to trauma, not a physical. " And I'm sure," Emma laughed to them, "That with a little effort I canmake the most of Ronnie's slender figure to get him looking equally goodbeside you." Please do!" Lucy grinned, as I blushed."But it ...?" Emma said with a question in her tone."Will be easier than the other way round!" Lucy quipped."I didn't say that..." Emma grinned, walking towards me, changing thesubject as she said, "Here let me help you with that."It was the first time I had met Emma face to face and she did not fit.