No trips into Phoenix where with discretion a girl could meet a salesman or young executive passing through... a gentleman who invariably was more tha... willing to relieve the tensions of a hyper-aesthesiac... a tryst that more often than not left her in a state of complete physical and mental chaos.God, she was so happy! Not even the task of facing Darrel Jenkins could shake her... that is, as long as she didn't think of him from a carnal standpoint... yet, there was small doubt in her mind of. The flood gates open, time to harvest her field. I shower her womb with my seed, spreading it everywhere inside her, every last thick drop flows from my tube into her beaker. My soldiers have a new camp. She smiles. I'm all the way inside her, making sure nothing escapes her. She lets out this long, emphatic moan, FINALLY! But I'm not done. This is just phase one.I lay down next to her to kiss her, holding her head, massaging her scalp and feeling her hair. Our bodies are sweaty, so. I remained in the shower for about twenty five minutes or so, and I would have stayed longer, but the hot water eventually ran out leaving me standing in freezing water.After getting changed and heading downstairs for something to eat, I sat down on the couch with a sandwich and once again pondered on what I should do next. My mom was out with some friends so I couldn't ask her for any advice, not that I wanted her to know what had happened, and my dad definitely wouldn't have been the best. I tried tocalm myself down by organizing my thoughts since the accident that leftme trapped in the body of Allison Allen. It was the end of SpringBreak, and the next day I was due back in class for the first time asAllison.But first it looked like I would have to say goodbye to any hope ofreturning to my old form. I tried to list all the accomplishments I hadmade in the last week, to try and cheer myself up. For example, I wasable now to walk without a cane, although I still was having.