? Letme place a few phone calls while I organize things.?? She pulled her cell phone out of her purseand dialed one of the numbers in her phonebook.?M...anwhile, the principal held each of my wrists so hard they hurt. ?What are you doing, Dr. Sola?? Don?t make things worse than they alreadyare!? I yelled, sounding like a shameless do-gooder.? He merely smiled back at me. ?I believe you are the one thatshould be worrying about how bad things can get.?? What he said started to get me worried.? What. I held her and explained that it looks like our two spirits were now ineach other bodies and she slowly opened her eyes again and tried tomove.She tried to put her hand on my face, and realized that her new arm wasmuch longer now, and had to adjust. Trying to stand up was alsodifficult, as she was much taller, with the weight balanced muchdifferently. We made our way to the kitchen, and it really hit me thateverything was much taller now, at least from my shorter perspective. Icollected a. He grabbed my arm and startedpulling me towards the door.We got to the driveway and he told me to get in his truck. I got in thepassenger side and he started to back out when he said, "Slide over herenext to me." I slid over and it looked like I was his girlfriend on adate.We didn't drive far before he was reaching in his pants and pulling hiscock out. I looked down and knew what he wanted me to do. I slid down theseat and turned so that I was facing his lap. I lowered my mouth until itwas just. She shouldn’t be doing this! But the rhythm sped up, the creaking and thumping intensifying just like the moans and grunts did. “Oh god yes, baby, yes, give it to me! God, this feels so good! Harder!” June’s moaned encouragement was shaken by pleasured hitches in her breath. “I love you!” Edgar grunted in reply, pushing himself hard into her and drawing a moan of delight. Carol’s own fingers danced between her thighs, delved into the wetness. Edgar’s thighs slapped audibly against June’s.