" You did plenty of that, anyway," James ribbed his friend, taking on Bubba's habit of deflecting serious talk with humor."So, you think that I'm not ...eady for the Grand Ole Opry?" Bubba retorted."You said it, not me!" James answered. "Whose turn is it to buy?"As they waited for their fresh drinks to arrive Bubba became quiet, listening to the soulful ballad from the female voice singing inside the jukebox. He turned his gaze away, staring at nothing. When the bartender returned, he shook. But I don’t expect it to last.Me: Me neither! Why did you bring me here?Chloe: So we can be alone, kiss. Be together.Me: Ohhh I see. Not a bad idea!Chloe: Kiss me!Me: Mmmmm. Ok. This gives me an idea.Chloe: Yes?Me: Well. I did win that game. You’re supposed to do something that I want.Chloe: Ohhhhh. Now?Me: Why not?Chloe: But what if they see us? I know what you’re thinking about.Me: Oh you do? What am I thinking about?Chloe: Sex.Me: They can’t see us. Look! You can’t see anything. And if you. : nope, and not looking. KENNETH875: ok Having entered my information, I signed off and waited. Nothing happened! There was no dizzy spell, no changes of any kind! I signed back on to a different chat room and tried again. Still nothing! What was I doing wrong? Had I stayed too long in the male body? Was that it? I went to each of the chat rooms that I had made changes in and tried every one. Nothing seemed to work. What was different this time? I got up and paced around the. “I’m sure that you have been doing more than just meeting him, haven’t you, young lady? Kissing, perhaps?” She folded her arms across her chest.“Touching, perhaps?”“Giving him a hand job, Lindsay?” She smiled as the girl looked up in shock before returning her attention to her shoes.“Even a blow job, Miss Bronson-Mitchell.” The Deputy Head Mistress shook her head.“Well, we like our young ladies to be very well-behaved young ladies and not dirty little sluts like it seems you have become, young.