I hadhardly realized I was still feeling pain until it went away. I prettymuch knew exactly what was going on. My first clue was my long lasheshitting...me as I blinked. To be absolutely sure (or maybe just because Iwanted to) I raised my hands to feel the unfamiliar soft mounds on mychest."Oh my God." I said. Gasping and the incredibly soft and sexy sound ofmy voice. "What have you done to me?" My dear, I've done exactly as I promised. I've saved your life andplaced your brain in the body of my. Cuddly? Is he saying I'm fat? Is this a good thing? Do I remember how to breathe?"I've slept with, by which I mean snored against the back of, Eden, Dawn, Sara and, uh, anyways," He squeezed, "You're the best girl to cuddle up with at night." That's sweet," I felt a real smile forming. I wanted to be hurt but I wasn't. He had no interest of focusing on me; he just wanted me for his stuffed animal to help him get to sleep. I felt like I was lifting off the ground by my toes. I squeezed his. He got one of his people who fancies himself as an amateur cryptographer, to design their own special cipher," She smiled, "They think it's unbreakable. We can decipher it faster than they can, and they have the key."In his apartment that evening Glenn looked at his two concubines, his mother Olivia and Denise. He had been picked up in a burger place near school. He and his mom were having a meal there; they had decided on a burger before driving back rather than eating at home. His parents had. I got us both a coffee while she finished the food.The day went ahead and I felt a very deep tension between us both. Every time we had to pass each other or speak, we both looked up, but then just as quickly we both seemed to turn our heads away. Was I dreaming, or was it real; was Anne, a woman of 46 feeling the same sexual tensions as I, and was she also having trouble dealing with our closeness? Here I was, just a young guy of 19, and yet not only was I getting excited at seeing and being.