Maybe the magic on the school bus is in the doorway. As you climb onto the bus, you get zapped and kapow – instant transformation.“Are you mad at ...e for coming to school?” Nana’s voice broke the silence.“What? No! Well sort of, but not really. What makes you think I’m mad at you?”“You were ignoring me. You were sitting and staring out the window and not talking to me.”“Oh! I was transforming into Bec. I don’t have to be Rebecca the student again for four whole days. It’s a nice feeling.”Nana. After the poor encounter the day before, I was floating on cloud nine on my drive home after this one. It was an ideal encounter. It wasn’t that his dick was super large, or that his cum load was colossal. It was just a really nice experience. Jim was clean, smelled good, had a decent cock, and loved to talk dirty. I couldn’t ask for anything else. After I got home, I sent him a note and thanked him for a wonderful experience and reiterated that I would love to take care of him regularly. I did. All Penny could think about was Wendell DeLaurier and his boat. As it turned out, it wasn’t just a boat. It was a yacht. The second surprise was that Kirk was happy to take her to the harbor where the yacht was docked but said he had an important interview that day and couldn’t be with her.This left Penny with Mr. DeLaurier and the skipper, a handsome muscular young man in his late twenties, together on a picture-perfect day. His name was Guido and wore a European style bikini, apparently. At some point in the movie Jessica moved slightly and I found my hand resting against the side of her breast, while one of her hands rested on my thigh.As the movie ended I looked down at Jessie and our eyes met, and suddenly we were kissing, kissing as lovers, deep and passionate. She twisted towards me and we slid back until I was lying beneath her on the couch, her body pressed to mine.She moaned into my mouth as our tongues met and I held her tight against me. We broke apart and I pulled at.