What few so-called facts I did know, I felt relatively certain were true. These were used for subversive operations by the government. Why? The reason... for that was simple, they made perfect disguises.I had learned that originally, a genetics company in New York City had developed them for commercial use. The idea was to give those of the general population who were unhappy with their looks and opportunity to change their looks without surgery. The skins genetically modified a person's own. I stopped to pick our daughter, Kim, up from the neighbor she stayed with when Suzanne couldn't be home in the afternoon. Kim and her friend Jenny, her 'best friend in the whole world', were deep into playing an old board game. Jenny's mom and I were hit with a double barreled ten year old sleepover request... I was thankful that it was okay with Jenny's mom. I really wasn't up to playing Mr. Mom that evening.Once home I dropped the mail off on my desk and checked my home e-mail. Nothing. The room was twice the size of mine, with a king-size bed centered on the wall opposite the sliding glass doors the opened onto the deck. It was decorated in bright colors that gave it neither a particularly masculine nor feminine look.The bathroom was fully four times the size of mine. The floor, tub, shower and countertop were finished in a cream-colored marble. Aunt Jane had dropped her clothing on the carpet in the bedroom and proceeded without a trace of modesty into the bathroom. I. Not clean and smooth like ours.”“No,” Di said trying to keep her voice normal but feeling her daughter’s breath against her nipple exciting it. Then Carrie’s hand moved up around her mother and Di was getting very excited.“Do you get that lovely feeling when you cum?” Carried asked.“Of course.. We all do. Why do you ask?”“I’ve never been able to talk to another girl about it. When I do it I sort of squirt a lot of liquid. Is that normal?”“Actually no, it’s not normal.” Di said.“Oh hell!”.