I would then shut the light off and leave the room. Again, if she ever saw me, she never let on. When we’d talk later on, all would be very normal. ...ust talking about daily events, the weather, and such. So, one night after her husband left to go back to their other house. It was a couple of hours later, after my wife had gone to bed. I decided to see what my sexy neighbor was up to. Earlier, I had walked next door to say hello to them, and accidently overheard them having a little argument.. The soft pink ribbons she hadlovingly tied over her ballet shoes morphed into rough shoelaces whichslid into newly-formed holes, aggressively retying themselves to ensurethe transformed shoes would stay on her feet. With tears flowing down,she felt herself rise when cleats formed under the soles of new runningshoes, her now taller body shifted up slightly before digging into thegrass."I am.... I'm... I'm dressed like a boy! " She gasped and covered hermouth with rough large hands. Her voice. As I looked looked up, I got a better look at one of the police officers.I said, “Allen? Is that you?”He looked up at me, “Jan?, Oh My God! How are you? What happened here?”I related my story to Allen.“Allen, my lunch date made some crude comments to me. Ths gentleman was in the next booth and heard his remarks when I refused his advances. He decided to be my savior from this evil doer. Thus the fight.”My date only had a minor cut on his face. Nobody wanted to press charges.My guy said, “Come. "Nice baby, real nice. Now move that white ass like I am fucking you."Sometimes I do not understand a bitch. They let you fuck their mouths, their asses, then you tell them to do something real simple and they act like they do not have any sense. You do not want to back off my dick in your wet mouth, but you do not move your ass for me either. You gaze up at me. I watch your soft pink lips sliding up and down my hard black dick.I want to be deep in your ass so bad I could taste it. But not yet,.