One night we both were working the nightshift and after all the other showings were over I took her into the movie theater and told her to sit down an... take her pants off. I can tell she’s getting wet for me. I let her touch and stroke my big black cock as she begs for it to be deep inside her tight pink hole. So I get on my knees and start to taste her sweet delicious cunt. Mmmmm goddddd don’t stop she says as I start to eat and lick her tight cunt. Her body started to shake and spasm and she. I love how I feelwhen I wake up in this body every morning. I love the angel that looksback at me in the mirror every time I wash my face. How my clothes hug myperfect body so tightly it almost makes me wet just thinking about it.That's a feeling I don't think I could ever give up.AHHH! This is getting me nowhere! Why am I asking myself questions if Ican't even trust my own thoughts? Maybe the spell doesn't just vanishinstantly. Maybe it gradually goes away? I pulled my face away from thepillow. Bailey, who wascalling the class to order."Jaz," he said after completing the roll call. "Since you weren't herewhen we did the genetic testing, you'll have to use this geneticsample for class."He handed me a booklet much like the first one I had received beforemy life took such a twist. I opened it and started looking through itas he explained what we were going to be talking about for the day. Iwas fascinated by the information the packet contained. It seemed sofamiliar, but I couldn't. The children disappeared after the meal and the three of us sat and chatted about all that had happened, Ann thanking Trish for her intervention at the pub, saying that it had saved her from a very serious error of judgement.Ann made her farewells to Trish, hugging her at length. Then she did the rounds of the children, then turned what I thought were sad eyes to me, gave me a peck on the cheek and departed.After the boys were in bed, Trish and I cuddled up on the sofa and listened to some.