As the train would set off, her hand would reach back slyly behind her and she started squeezing my now rigid cock and grasping the shaft to slowly ma...turbate me through my trousers, occasionally stroking my balls then up along my shaft to the swollen tip... I was just starting to feel myself getting pretty horny and needing to cum which although very erotic, I must confess instilled a bit of panic in me! She continued this torture for few more stops then, suddenly, the carriage emptied. Cindy and Ruth were both nodding. "Okay if it was the necklace then wehave the how and the 'who'," said Cindy.Paul looked at her. "I don't understand how do you know who it was thatdid this to us?" Well the necklace was Becky's so she is the one who either did it orwill know how to undo it," said Cindy."First things first," said Tommy, "this is our last period but we can'tgo find Becky after school in these clothes. We need to swap into theclothes of the person whose body we're wearing." No. I hadn't told my mother about Agnes. But before I told her about my live-in employee, I decided to take advantage of the opening my mother's statement offered to explain some of the changes in my personality and new skill sets that she was certain to notice during the visit."Mother, that lightning strike did more than kick my memories somewhere into a dark void in space, it also ripped out all the meanness in me. I'm a changed man. What's really weird is the fact that some skill sets I used to. Long dark hair flows over your shoulders falling gracefully down your back, nearly reaching the top of your ass. Your body scantily veiled in a black silk, the negligee tight around large breasts is draped loose along your body only hinting, at the curvy waist beneath. "How's it going hon?" You ask, in that supportive sweet voice I love so much. I have to admit, "I've got writer's block." "Hmmm...Poor baby," you say, "Maybe I can help a bit," as you crawl seductively across our bed lifting.