"Well, then, if keeping your cherry means more to you than having a man's dick, I feel a little sorry for you. You don't know how good it is to --" St...p it!" Linda shouted at Janice, her fingers trembling and threatening to let go of the breakfast dishes. She wasn't used to this kind of talk, this kind of horrible banter about men and cocks and sex."Don't you worry, Linda. I won't mention it again," Janice sniffed, a little miffed at her sister's sudden outburst."Don't... don't you have any. .No.She didn't need to be home tonight.Yes.She could stay - she'd love to in fact.That is if it was what he wanted. Of course it was what he wanted.......Of course it was.She was shaking slightly and looked a bit pale.He feared for a moment that she might faint.She leant her head on his shoulder and said she was so thrilled to be there that she couldn't think straight.Was it possible to get a bus to his place as she thought she would definitely faint if she went underground again.Two buses and. "Clean the dishes," he demanded, and I then found myself walking towardthe sink with his dirty plate and glass saying yes Master, Master? What'swith that? But I did them anyway, after which he pulled out a syringe andgave me a shot. As soon as it's contents were rushing through my bloodstream I realized what had been different this whole time, I WAS A GIRL! Ateenage girl, sixteen maybe, if that, and I was now Asian to boot. Thecenter of gravity was different now because I had a 36 inch bust,. I was trapped. We were trapped. And damn, yes, I could not destroy my love for her.Elaine. Of course there was Elaine's ghost hovering over all of this. It gloated on the ruins of my love. I could almost hear her chuckle, "Run, little guy, run again. You ran away from me straight into the greedy arms of a new slut. We are all sluts, Eric. Didn't you know, stupid boy? All of us."Maybe. But Irene is no Elaine.Irene never planned her tryst. And Irene went into panic mode afterwards. She had to.