...he wanted to throw the charm as far as he could...she had abandoned him...left without saying a word...only to return as someone else....he felt li...ke she had betrayed him....It was then that he formed a plan to get even with her....two could play at her game....He returned to the club...Using another name ...signing himself up for the next big meeting..He knew what she liked...he knew her...or at least he thought he did.... He returned to his small apartment to make ready for the meeting. V. or jerking off in new and exciting places in my house. I had only recently discovered masturbation at age 12 due to my strict religious family. Although that much masturbation can really get to your head so i finally decided enough is enough and ventured out of the house. It was early afternoon and the day after a snowstorm so everyone was either at at work or staying in their homes. Even though I spend most of my time inside, the outdoors is where my heart is. I could spend hours outside. I know it's bad, but I can't resist." "I know, I can't help it either" I responded and pulled her head toward me for a kiss. Our lips met and parted as we exchanged saliva and tongues. Her lips were full and soft, her tongue soft and silky. She was a great kisser. I grabbed her face and continued kissing her. She was getting into it, moaning and grinding into me. I sat up and took my shirt and shorts off. I positioned myself over her and pulled her shirt over head. I loved her small tits and. The figure in themirror was him, but it wasn't right. His figure had taken on adefinitive hourglass shape. His face was thinner, with high cheekbones,and high, arched brows. He reached up to touch the strange face in themirror and noticed his hand. His fingers were long and delicate. Helooked surprisingly like the woman he was in his dream. Not nearly asvoluptuous or feminine, but the similarities were startling."What's hap..." Chris started to say. But his voice had changed to. Itwasn't the.