Just look what we did!"Mark then realized that the couple was Cheryl and Charles, showing off some of their new skills. Mark was visibly displeased."A...e you feeling left out?" Charles apparently wanted to rub it in. "Maybe you'd like to join the family."Mark knew that Charles was going to perform another one of his little demonstrations. And he was right. He found himself transformed into a black teenaged girl, just past adolescence."That's not funny! Change me back right now!" demanded Mark in. " "Okay." shesighed. A few minutes later theyagreed that he would come by early Saturday and deliver his? ?equipment. Then they said theirgoodbyes and hung up. For the next several daysDebbie thought she might call James and tell him not to bother. It wasembarrassing. Besides, she was afraid of what her boyfriend might have plannedif he did bind her. Eventually, she settled on James bringing by the equipment.She didn't have to use it if she didn't want to, after all. She was sitting in. My left hand still on her breast and tugging at her right nipple, she took a hold of my right hand. She very deliberately placed my palm on her inner right thigh and then relaxed her grip. I had the impression she wanted me to venture further, and she was keeping her hand there for her own security. I didn’t want to go overboard, so I started stroking her thigh. A bit higher each time. Her legs were not smooth, as if she had shaved a few days ago (as in winter has recently set in). This told me. ‘I’m going to ask the librarian to make me a gold sheet copy of a gold sheet,’ whispered Zoa. ‘What for?’ asked the girl. Zoa whispered the explanation, not sure the child was old enough to understand. Judging by the girl’s growing giggles, she did understand, though. ‘I’ll have your gold spotless in no time,’ promised the girl, when Zoa had finished explaining. ‘Thank you,’ said Zoa. It wasn’t all her gold. Most of it was borrowed. She had had to pull a favour from everyone she knew in the.