But on to the rest of the story…“Shut up, you just want me on the couch so you can fuck me” Chris said, much to my amazement. “You’d love th...t, wouldn’t you? Having a guy as hot as me alone on your couch” I retorted. “Maybe I would and maybe I wouldn’t…guess we’ll have to find out!” Chris said, as he came to lie across my lap. I have to admit, when I felt his ass press down against my groin, I suppressed a little moan and started to feel my dick swell in my jeans.“Comfy?” I asked, as. " She adjusted my hair a little, making it hang asymmetricallyacross my forehead."Would you like to be my little sister Heather?" she asked softy as shestroked my arm."I would. I'd like that very much, to be your sister, but could I choosea different name. Heather is a nice name, but it doesn't feel like me."I realised at this point that I definitely liked being a girl. It feltnice, less complicated, peaceful. It just felt right."Of course you can," said Miss Slater "Do you have a name in. I managed to cross off some items from my to-do list and Jenny cleaned, straightened, and tinkered. The nagging from somewhere in my mind remained.At dinner, my mind returned to thoughts of sex. For some reason, I was reminded of the way Woody Allen described it. When the then young comedian was asked if sex was dirty, he famously replied, "Yes - if you do it right!" This was of course years before his step-daughter marriage scandal.I asked Jenny about getting together with Sal again; maybe. "Mathias, I want you to do something for me," she whispers into his ear as he notices the cuffs, ropes, clamps, and toys that she has lain out on his bed. He stammers and sweats, knowing she wants him to take control. "Anything Amy." "I want you to control me and torture me." She slips out of the bright yellow sundress and lays down on his bed, inviting Mathias to start his fantasy. "Come Mathias, tie me up and take me." He stands frozen for a moment before snapping out of his daze and quickly.