You cannot back out just because you change your mind, we could besued, especially by Jane or Emma who I am pretty sure only pledged the heel,nail and... corset things to get at me." "Don't forget I am joining you in thechallenge!" Actually I was getting concerned about this too as I was goingto like a right tart too.One of Nick's work colleagues who I knew fancied me offered $1,000 if hecould go out on a joint date with us, so we went well over the month mark.I suspect he thought that if Nick. . not so much you want to stop watching all together, but enough to make you a bit restless.I start my hands gently running my fingers along your stomach and lower chest - avoiding your "fun bits" for now. Light pressure with the fingers, but not quite enough to tickle... then I kiss you on the back of the head, maybe a few minutes later one on the exposed portion of your neck, not letting my hands wander very far up or down. I'd nibble on your ear, gently, whispering "are you enjoying. Whatever drove herto be silent it worked, and I appreciated it.I walked past shop windows and caf?s as the sun glistened of the windowsmaking them reflect my new look at me. It was alien to me. It wasterrifying. One or two people walked past me and looked up with aninquisitive look. Oddly no one looked at me, as I would have expected,with ridicule, disgust or anger - just quizzically. It was slowly dawningon me that they were not perceiving me as a boy with a girl's haircut.Those that looked. "Mission Control, I think, I think something went wrong. I can't see anything." Hold on," I answered. "I'll try to get a reading of where you are."As I looked at the anatomograph ( yes, we have one of those), I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Instead of heading to the visual center of the brain, he was heading down to the underbelly of her body."Mission Control to Pod One. I've got some bad news. You're heading the wrong way. Pod One, are you there?" Then I heard another voice."Mission.