They had cuddled and kissed in the back seat of Dennis' car on the wayhome, Corey so happy to rest his weary body into Mark's arms. He feltMark's hand... gently running up his slender arm, and he grabbed Mark'sother hand, placing it on his inner thigh. Corey wished so badly nowthat he was 100% female, complete with a vagina awaiting Mark'stentative fingers. His lips found Mark's and they kissed lightly atfirst, but then more passionately, their tongues entering each other'smouths, stale from an. Susan asked if I felt differentlyabout myself since the last time she visited and Ianswered that in fact I did. It was at this point that Susan and Patty sat me downon the couch and explained that as part of theirprogram to make me for feminine and a better friend toPatty they had been secretly feeding me hormones. Susanpointed out that the hair on my head had thickened butthe hair on my arms, face and chest were lighter thanbefore. I was shaving my legs every morning just like Patty butI had. Not only had she now started daydreaming about other women but she had started masturbating at the age of 45; something she would never have dared to do whilst living at home with her parents; even worse she was now feeling like a slut or more accurately like she thought a slut would feel what with the strange feeling between her legs caused by her very first shaved cunt.No matter how she tried to relax and fall asleep she just could not because every time she closed her eyes; her mind was. He was also, by no accident, between her and the door. He shook his head. "Not money. I am from Russia, where money means nothing. In Russia, business done through barter. This for that." He added at her look of confusion."Barter?" She backed away from him, her blue eyes as wide as saucers. "What do you want to trade for?"Val just smiled.Jenni was talking faster now, her voice higher. "Look, money for gas is a kind of trade, right? And, I have a watch you can have..." She backed into a wall,.