"With a wave of her hand she responded, "Call it my curiosity." That smile of hers never wavered. Either she didn't believe it was possible or she exp...ected me to just turn her down. I would hate to disappoint her."Is this another game? I make one of your subjects mine and then you try to figure out how I did it so you can reverse the process? Because if it's your idea of tennis, then game over. I forfeit. I will not play with people like that. These women, both mine and yours are not toys to be. Even why this whole thinghad implicated me, a normal guy, hadn?t even been touched upon.As I begged myself to let me ask such questions, I watched her skimthrough my clothes, muttering to herself quietly. It crossed my mindthat she might be critiquing my outfits, and it instantly freaked me outthat she might be standing there tomorrow in my own body picking out myclothes to wear.It was bad enough, the idea that I?d be attending school as a girl, butit was almost just as bad that a girl would. After a minute she muffled "I'm going to cum, Paul." And boy did she cum! I swallowed some of it. Her legs dangled off the bed, an obvious sign of the immense orgasm she just had. My dick was still hard. "Are you ready for this?" I asked her. She nodded. I grabbed her amazing ass. That was probably one of the best things I had touched with my hands. I started to tease her pussy with my dick. She muffled a moan.She arched her back a little bit when I pushed it into her. Boy oh boy I hope you. Hani’s gears were turning right in front of me, however. Suddenly, I lost my appetite for my Mimosa. She studied me from across the table, took a nervous gulp from hers, then made an about face. “You know what? Never mind, it’s just a passing thought.” After that, we made small talk about other things, but I knew that both of our minds were solidly on her admission for the rest of the day and beyond. – I met Hani when we were both waitressing at Golden China Restaurant. At the time, she was.