She sat in the stylish armchair at right-angles to him, on the end of the weirdly shaped glass-topped coffee table, while he smiled at her in his warm...way.“So we’ve been thinking,” she started, after the opening pleasantries and a sip of coffee, “about switching off ageing, and what that might mean? Cos it seems to us the Striteracians will be able to tell us how to do it too. I mean we do genetic engineering don’t we, so once they explain our scientists will be able to catch up?“We think. " she began. “Are you ok?” I asked again, feeling her whole body tense around me. Again she nodded and her green eyes fixed firmly on mine, a look of pain and determination on her pretty, incredibly young-looking face. I stared back, almost unable to believe what I had done and amazed at her skinny, youthful body. Jesus, she was tight! Nothing I had felt in the hot tub came close to the sensations I was feeling now. Her teenage vagina was gripping my shaft so tightly from its swelling head. "Where's Meagan?" Peter asked."Poor thing," Debbie replied. "She must not have slept well in the floor. She's curled up in my office chair; out like a light." Don't we need her to pose?" Well, maybe not immediately. If we start with the one where she's mostly behind the shower curtain. we can probably rig the curtain to sit close to where it will be as she pulls it open. I'll have you and the completed painting to work from. You're still hard. I can certainly get most of my sketching done, and. "Later that day whilst on the bus back from the psychiatrist's office,chemist shop and an impromptu shopping trip."Well that was a turn up for the books Jacob," said his father, Jacobslowly shook his head and looked down into his lap."I don't understand Dad how can we both be women trapped in men'sbodies it's just ridiculous, your shrink seemed to think I'd beentransitioning too" said Jacob as he stared at the sealed white paperbag with his medication in, his own supply of female.