When high school ended, so did my hockey. I did a bit of stretching, just as I had been taught more than twenty five years earlier, and then stepped o... the ice. It was an enjoyable experience to glide along the frozen surface once again. The rink was crowded, easily more than fifty skaters, young and old. Little girls practiced their spins in the middle of the rink, while young boys raced around the outside, showing off to their girlfriends. The adults just slipped quietly along, enjoying the. It was naked and gloriously tanned.“Derek, she don’t believe me. What about you; can you see a bikini line there? Honey, step over here. See if Derek can find a bikini line.”Ramona came around the side of the table and stood next to me. She lifted her skirt and modeled her ass for me. It was utterly smooth but had a peach skin fuzz of blond hair on it. There was clearly still a patch of paler skin where her bikini had been.“Derek! Show her where it is. She never takes my word on anything. Go. " No, don't worry. It's still cool. Everything is... no need to freak outjust yet. Who's to say this is permanent. It's not always permanent inthe internet stories... only almost always. And when it is it's okay,because they're always turned into brainwashed bimbos who go on to... ohshit, oh fuck... that's the part that bothers me. I don't care if I'm aman or a woman, I just don't want to be someone else," Alex was flailingabout, his voice sounded even more feminine as in his current state. If I come through I’ma wanna fuck.”“That’s fine. I wanna get fucked. You wanna drink a li’l somethin’ and blaze with me first?”“Hell yeah. Where you at?”“The Super 8 on S-B-T.”“I know exactly where that at. I’ma be there in a hour. You gone be ready.”“Yes, daddy.”“I like how you call me daddy. Lemme get off dis phone and I’ma call you when I get close.”“Ok. Be safe.”“Aight. Bye.”Dahlia received a text from Aubrey an hour later saying he was on his way and it would take him fifteen minutes. She.