Your voice carries further than a fog horn." She grabbed hold of his arm when he caught up again. "Robert Burns you will never be and I love you eithe... in spite of it or because of it."Well, here's a poem for you," he told her as he opened the car door to let her in. He hurried around to the other side and got in behind the wheel."Well? Where's the poem?" she asked when he started the engine."Okay, here goes. Roses are red and life's a bitch. Tomorrow morning we're going to get hitched." He. A beard grew on his face as his hair recieded into his head becoming abold head.The Other Libranian changed as well her long skirt shrank into a pinktight lycra mini skirt underneath it her granny panties turned into g-string panties, encasing her 5 inch cock.Long black stocking grew up her legs from her pink 6 inch platform highheels. Her shirt tightened and rose, it turned white and tied itself atthe bottom as the top buttons undid themselfs exposing her pink bra withbig DD breasts. Her hair. Sophie had finished a story over the weekend and was in a good mood. Her boss kept her busy updating some of the forms for the sales department. She returned from lunch to find an enormous bouquet of flowers on her desk.Sophie pulled the card out to see Luke's name scrawled across the card. 'A perfect beginning' was the short message. She smiled and tucked the card into her purse before she went back to work. All afternoon her mind wandered back to their date. Her eyes strayed to the bouquet so. . no, just kind of a headache," Laura stammered, feigning illness to cover up her devastating shock.Yvette leaned close, never one to pass up an opportunity. "You wanted to screw her, didn't you, Laura," she whispered.Laura said nothing, just staring desolately at Yvette."Did she really mean that much to you?" Yvette asked in a small voice, her face looking nearly as stricken as Laura felt. "Maybe you did screw her."Laura still couldn't speak. She had hurt Jonelle. She had clearly hurt Yvette..