Then she said, that she had been recruited as a man with the idea of turning her into a she-male. I pulled out a picture of my dead wife and showed it...to her. She couldn't believe her eyes. She just looked at the picture and back at me. Then she kissed me warmly and rubbed her large breasts against my naked chest. Jenny was sitting in a chair silently looking me in despair. It hurt, but Janet soon had my undivided attention.When I removed her panties and saw her cock, I was a little fearful. It. .. works a little faster than i remember... James let go of Marisol's face, but kept a grip on her hair as he picked up the gun again. He kept it well out of her reach as he stood back to gauge her full reaction to the aphrodisiac.As soon as he let go of her, Marisol spat the liquid at his face, her expression reverting to anger. "You bastard." She stated, realizing what his intentions were.James was very careful not to get any of the liquid into his eyes or mouth as he wiped it off, thinking. Waking abruptly from my dreamlike state, all I could do was to wrap mysweatshirt around me before my neighbor, Mrs. Jones walked on her ownbalcony."Charlie," she said, practically leaning over her fence, "Nice to seeyou." Likewise, Mrs. Jones," I said.The comfort, the coziness and the lazy Saturday afternoon feeling were allgone, replaced by pure, unadulterated, nerve-wracking fear. In allhonesty, I had fantasized many times about meeting my neighbor like this,but now that it was actually. R- a little study, some surfing, some chatting, some sleep.That’s itS- why? Don’t you have a girlfriend to talk to or hang out with?R- well, I won’t be talking to you right now if I had one. By the way, how abt you. Do you have a boyfriend?S- yes, I have one- my husband.R- omg. You didn’t tell me you are married.S- that’s bcoz you didn’t ask :)R- do you have any kids as well?S- yes. A son who is turning 12 next month.R- 12 !!! How come. You are 30, your son is 12. So you must have got married.