He never really came that close to an orgasm, he was more passive thanI had expected him to be. But I wasn't complaining, his cock was justthe right ...ize and shape to keep me stimulated and wet as long as Iwanted to.After a few well-enjoyed minutes of that, it was time to stop, I had aplan, and I was sticking to it. I lifted off him and noticed how hiscock glistened with our combined juices.. Combined probably beingeighty percent me and twenty percent him... maybe ninety-five tofive... I. A knock on the bedroom door. Yikes! Sandy is instantly awake. It’s morning already. The door starts to open. There is no way to get out of Randy’s bed in time. The phone rings and Mom stops to go answer it.“Come on, kids, breakfast,” she calls back to them.Sandy doesn’t answer and stares at Randy to be quiet, too.Sandy quickly gets up, grabs some PJs, peeks out the door, and breaks to the bathroom. Randy pulls up his, slightly sticky, slightly stiff underpants. Wow, was that a wet dream? He. I moved to find a phone to call the concierge so that he could locate adoctor for me in case I had something worse than the flu when I saw myreflection in the mirror at the end of the bed.I instantly knew what I had and that it would change my life forever.The man in the mirror, whilst looking haggard, also looked significantlyyounger than me. I obviously had Burke's Biomorphic Virus, "the bug" as itis often called.My hair was obviously lightning from the dark brown I was accustomed to,my eyes. She sat next to me grinning fromear to ear in only a very small and very sexy pair of panties. My handsfondled and caressed her breast as I soon had her hand all over my onceagain stiff rod. The panties came off quickly. Linda wasn't shy, and sheonly glanced up at Donny as she slid them off. My finger quickly found herclit and she was smiled as I slid it inside her... A long wet kiss sealedour new found freedom. Both of us liked the idea that Donny was watching. As for Donny, I think he was.