As you walk back to your car, she is noticeably drunk. From behind, a hand rests on your shoulder. It's your asshole friend Bill. He was always a jerk... and loved to make it known. He used to be fat, but after several years of lifting, he was more bulky now. He was shorter than you, but now he was bigger. "Where you two going? Where you taking the party?" He said. He held the hand of his latest conquest, some slightly chubby girl named Christine with big boobs. She was wearing a slutty cop. She was tantalizing and provocative, and he could smell the young-girl fragrance of her, mixed as it was with the warm lush aroma of her cunt, and he knew now why it was that Chris had fallen so hard for this wanton teenager.Her lips traveled down his neck, across his chest. She sucked at his nipples until they were stiff and hard, and then she dragged her wet mouth across his stomach, making a beeline for the lance-like thrust of his cock."We can't," he said weakly. "We can't. You don't. A brother wasmentioned, but not a sister." I was her brother at the time." You were a boy?" I was. My transformation into a woman started the day after my sisterwas denied justice." I'll have to see some proof of that, at some point." Easiest way is to take my fingerprints. They took them when I was a kidas part of a child I.D. program, so they should be in the system." All right, we'll take care of that later. Now, about your sister?" As I said, they denied her justice." As I recall, she had. He was a great kisser. His thick lips were smooth and soft. Jasmine slid her hand up his neck, and extended her fingers into his hair, giving his scalp a massage. Deon moved his hand all the way down to her behind this time, and gave it a little squeeze. They lay back on the couch. Jasmine rubbed up his hard chest, getting the first glorious feel of his chiseled pecs beneath his tight tee, and his small, hard nipples poking through the fabric. She straddled him, and pressed her breasts into his.