The next three days I made it point to go to bed before Lucille and I also made it a point to get blind drunk to do it. The little bit of time we spen... together in the evenings was like it had always been except that I found myself looking at her differently. She never noticed or, if she did, she never let on. On the 4th day I spent the evening dealing with work stuff at home and wasn’t able to start drinking as early as I usually liked. I wasn’t worried though, I had managed to forget about. Now, I have something to explain and this may soundinsane. But there is a motel that is you can say is curesed. Oh youhave heard of it and you think it is a myth. No I can assure you itisn't but that motel is awake and there will be a man or 2 or 3 menchecking in and tomorrow they will be women. Now, would you be willingto put up a confused woman or 2?" I will be more than happy to pay forpart of the expenses. Oh you would like to go with me in the morning?Sure you can go with me and also. You've got the legs for a miniskirt.Most girls couldn?t pull off that look."Gwen's words made Frank blush before he said, "Thanks. I was alwayskind of embarrassed by my chicken legs." You've got nothing to be embarrassed about in that skirt."Frank blushed as he thought, 'You don't know about the boner that'stucked away.'Gwen felt a familiar feeling of wetness between her legs as she lookedFrank over. She crossed her legs and thought to herself, 'What thehell is wrong with me?'Waiting for Gwen. Her feet would never touch the ground again, but her butt eventually found a wet seat in the combined precum-smeared cocks that had erected under her. She never thought she’d be so relieved to sit on a Sex Demon’s cocks. What was it her mother had said? Something about finding small joys in an arranged marriage?“No, no, no....” Small joys are fleeting. A seat is only a seat until you start sinking down on it. With his giant hands around her young, slender thighs, Rimmon unrolled his warm,.