I asked them; they can't smell it. They said I was hallucinating. No way. They must smell different than I smell.I shouldn't have asked. They stuck me...with a needle. Fuckers. I hate that. I'll take their fucking pills, but I don't want their needles. The needles knock me out. While I'm out, they do weird things with me; I know they do. Anal probes, that sort of thing. Or worse. Probably planning to switch bodies again. Next time they knock me out, I'll wake up with a cunt. They'll put my brain. ‘I’m sure I deserved it. I understand her better now. We’re friends. I’d love her to join us.’ ‘Good,’ I said in a businesslike way. ‘This will normally be after work but today it’ll be at lunchtime so you’d better go and invent some excuse for a long lunch. Tell Connie the same. Till lunchtime, then, Fran.’ It proved to be a wonderful lunchtime. The two girls showed no inhibition at all about a threesome. After exploring them both thoroughly I took Fran first, restraining myself from emptying. And it’s OK to try that if this happens again.”“Can I get my own computer?”“Why do you need your own computer?” I asked.“So I can play games. I like the computer games better than the console games.”That would mean bringing another Windows box into the house, something I was loath to do.“Let me talk with your mom and see what she says, OK?”“Yes. Moms are in charge of everything!”“They are NOT!” I countered.“Then why do you have to ask Mom?”“Because I want to hear what she has to say,” I. I would do anything she asked.She gave one more quick peck on my lips and got up. She sat on top of me, on top of my hard dick. On another day it would have been a dream come true. A hot lady about to ride you, but now I was also dressed as a girl. I didn’t know what to feel.It was then I noticed the driver standing nearby, grabbing his cock over his pants. It did make a huge tent on his pants. Sheena grabbed him by hand and brought him closer. She then started slowing rubbing her hands over.