Don't be afraid of how you feel. I promise, Angela, it will be Ok." She was gone in a heartbeat, and I was left wondering what the universe had gotten...me into this time.As with every other day since arriving home from the hospital, I checked Angela's email for a hint that she was out there somewhere, but found nothing. Maybe that was just as well, since I was currently using her body, meaning she was likely to be somewhere she didn't wish to be any more than I wished to be a girl.When I closed. Monica had on her customary white corset, white stockings on as she always wore for Nigel. Pics were so pornographic in detail as he obviously had a free for all with my wife. His big fat curved 7 inches in her mouth in various positions, standing over her, her on all fours head held, cheeks bulging with cock, having Monica look into the camera with her mouth full of his cock, he knew how to rub it into me as he knew it would most certainly excite me rather than have an opposite effect. Good. Tonight they were doing a live fuck show that was off the hook. She was taking his big honey colored black cock up in her tight black asshole on stage, while a few lucky High tipping fans were on stage jerking off over them splattering them with cum. When the show was over they were chillin at the bar when they were approached by a white guy. They had noticed him, because most of their white fans came in as couples or single women, but not too many single guys. They guy was a little. "Alright, let's go." Danielle squealed, bounding out the door. The two friends headed to the beach, taking in the sights. Living in Arizona, the never got to see many bodies of water, so smelling the salt and hearing the waves gave them a child-like excitement. As soon as the waves came into sight, they raced to beach.They flopped their stuff down in the sand, keeping their towels a safe distance from the water. Each grabbed a bottle or tanning oil and began the rub down. Erica gawked at her.