’ He is in front of me again his hands in my too short dyed black hair. His hands cupping my breasts through the thin silk robe. I am tall and just ...2 inches or so shorter than him I imagine his small wives and I small to myself. They are nothing next to me. I turn my back on him only to feel his hands on my ass. His finger is inside me and My face is against the cold wall. I am moving to music that is my mind or is he singing to me. ‘Relax, my love.’ He is kissing my neck, the back of my head.. His head was still spinning a bit. Ashe did so he put his hands up to his head. "What the?" Brian thought ashe felt his hair. It was no longer silky and smooth, nor was it long. Itfelt short and spiky. That was when Brian started to remember what hadhappened. Brian dropped his hands from his face and looked around theroom.Instead of the lab the room looked like their bedroom back at home. "Iguess it really worked," Brian said to himself. On the floor by the sideof his bed, Brian noticed some. I can almost sense how wet your pussy is as you look me in the eye suggestively as our train pulls out of London. As you cross then uncross your legs i can see the tops of the stockings you have on, this makes my cock throb immediately and you know it. Our carriage is by no means empty but you cannot wait. You zone in on my cock and rub it hard encouraging it to throb in your hands. You have no second thoughts about releasing my stiff cock for anyone who wants to see. You have already had eye. Possibly, because they were the people they had bombed and vice versa.Aeron’s people had mostly stayed out of the war. While they still harboured fear and resentment, it wasn’t as bad as the East coasters. The three largest cities north-east of Arden were inhabited by people who were related to the people from the northern cities that had been involved in the war.Most of the people had vacated south-east after the bombing and now formed the new region they called the Trinity State. Aeron said.