‘We don’t do things half-way. Now let’s drop this modesty business and get going. You’ve got to arrange your body: boobies and so forth and so...on.’ Despite her alarm, she couldn’t wait to try this out. She looked in the mirror and imagined herself with the legs she’d always wanted: long, slim, lightly muscled and wicked as scissor blades, and there they were, attached to her body. She could feel them proudly lifting her bottom like Atlas hoisting the world, and she could feel the wonderful. .. Somemen spend their lives 'forgetting' early physical contact with their ownsex. (Some men, of course, never had it.) The men (reporting to Friday) notonly remember, but like to play around with fantasies (and memories) thatrelease those boyhood energies again. ... They have the courage to face thedark mysteries and alternatives Eros offers us all. Why should our responsebe a kind of flight from freedom, an automatic labeling that slams the dooron further thought."We can all agree with Nancy. ”“Saffy, stop being so melodramatic, it’s only a human body. I’m sure that Aaron has seen a naked girl before.” “I hate you Trisha.”“And I hate you too Saffy, now tell these nice people exactly what happened to you and how you are now, and then thank me for bringing them.”“Grrrrr. Okay, I’ll murder you later Trisha.”“That’s my girl.”I started telling my story to Aaron and Liz who were very sympathetic, and as I talked I kept looking at their eyes. Liz’s mostly were aimed at my face but I did. " She whispered in my ear while grabbing my ass and pulling me closer." I am a kinky girl. If you come in my room, you will have to play my game of dress up." She whispered just before grabbing my ass hard and grinding into me and sliding her tongue deep in my mouth. She pulls back and says " well?" I am so horny for this sexy woman that I'll do anything. I tell her yes as she smiles takes my hand and guides me in her room. On the bed are stockings, garters, panties, a bra, a short plaid skirt,.