.I stayed with an older couple, who were mostly at work during the day. This allowed me time to go to the beach or just chill in their pool. I was fre... to do whatever I wanted.A few days into the holiday a young couple I'd met briefly before stopped by the house, wanting to visit the owners. I mentioned that they were at work and invited the guests inside for a drink. Even though it was only 10am I decided that I would have an alcoholic beverage since I was on holiday and the couple gladly. Now, up until recently, I didn't really have the ability to morph back and forth between genders. I was stuck as a woman. But a trip out to the mountains, where I visited a neohippie commune, ended up leading to a rather traumatic event ... an event that helped get me 'unstuck,' so to speak. (The medical term for being stuck in one form is 'morphlock.' Dr. Stein, the very man who is the 'S' in SCABS, one evening amusedly commented to all of us in the bar that medical dictionaries had. .. Jason pulled four of a kind of 8s. He had pocket pairs, and didn't hit until fourth street and the river. He smiled coyly.. "Does this mean.... it's my turn?" he looked at me and Drea. "I think it does!" Drea said almost excitedly, but still looking for my approval. My tinge of jealousy grew and I wanted to say no... but for some reason, I couldn't. Now I was the voyeur, watching my wife's amazing figure caress Jason's body. She breathed on his neck... glanced deeply in his eyes before. Initially I simply loved to watch her doing her chores whenever she is in the kitchen and I wished I get a chance to see her changing her dress when she goes into the bedroom. But that never happened coz she used to close the curtain every time she changes her dress. As days passed by, I and Fatima became friendlier and she used to interact with me without any inhabitance as was her basic nature. I used to always wonder whether she had the slightest clue about what I had in my mind about her.I.