Starting tomorrow. Thetransfer process takes a lot of power and your current body can only doso much. Your couch folds down into a bed and is a chargi...g station. Youcan change into any of the clothes in the closet. I will check in on youin a day or two," she told me, pressing something in front of her andblinking out of view.I went over to the storage area Ellie's body- my body? - had been in,assuming that must be the closet Daisy had referred to. The door slid upand I had to gasp. What had. "Lets go, Bliss."He'd been afraid she might yell, or complain, or fight. But she just let him drag her along, tripping as they ran down the stairs. He felt desperate to get out of there, into the sunshine, fresh air, or as fresh as it gets in New York. Away from that smell. He stood on the curb, sensing people watching him, mumbling, one of the whores pointing at Susan, but he took deep breaths, trying to rid himself of the memories. Finally, he looked at Susan. She was staring at him, mouth. Almost forgot you had come over." Hi. You okay?"He gave me a heavy stare through the mirror. He still hadn't turned around.I continued. "I know that was a stupid question. You know that I am here for you, bud. Right?"He grunted and then nodded.I tried to say something further. "I am here for you. I could do. . . I would do anything f-for you."Damn I wished I saw him smile at that moment. He had such a gorgeous smile that would lighten my heart and I am sure make even a straight man's flutter.. He gave another balls-deep thrust and went rigid.“Here … it … COMES. Take my jizz.”Melissa felt a hot sensation deep in her belly as Brad’s cum started to spurt from his cock like a fire hose on full blast. After three or four long spurts, he started to slowly stroke his cock back and forth inside her clinging pussy. He laid her down on the rock and his prick popped loose. He rocked forward on his knees, clenching his buttocks as a last few spurts of jizz exited, landing on Melissa’s pussy.