Moïra knew what was in the parcel, at least she knew they were knickers. She was dying to see them. Wrapped in a towel, she walked by Reena, pretendi...ng not to see her, took the parcel and ran upstairs in her bare feet. The mistress of the house was the unmarried heiress of a chain of popular lingerie stores. At 45, she was at the peak of her mature beauty. Her Arabic descent was responsible for her soft skin and the looks of a harem girl. Reena was Lebanese and in her early 20s. She was part of. "Don't worry, they'll be here before you know it" she said, with a smile on her face as if trying to reassure me. Her face seemed to change slightly as though she had a new idea. She then put her hand on leg at the knee and slowly started moving upwards and on my inner thigh. "You know" she said as she leaned in towards me "We could pass the time in one way I could think of". I knew what she was thinking. "Isn't that why we decided to go on this trip?" I guess so, so why wait until we get. Maybe with Abby or Claire. Icouldn't decide which. I was pretty sure I could seduce one of them.Just cause I was stuck in a girl's body shouldn't stop me.After Abby left, I headed in to shower to help me relax before I calledJoy to tell her what I thought about her scoring of the game.The water felt good on my face, and I washed and conditioned my hairlike I was supposed to. I liked the feeling of the soap on my body andstarted to massage my new girl parts. After a few moments it felt sogood. She was "taking a break" from college and asked her Dad for a job. He got her a spot as a cashier in the gift shop. A few days later a few of us got together and snuck into the hot-tub/pool house in the guest-area of the resort. We had done this several times, but it was the first time she was there. We were pretty drunk, and when no one was looking she just casually slipped her top off and starting swimming around in the dark. I watched her, and then was looking right at me, and slowly stood.