I placed a finger in her mouth and got her to do the same then watched as she moved back and forth sucking my finger, licking and kissing the tip.I to...ok my finger out of Anne’s mouth and assured her that she would be fine, then lay back on the bed, my hard cock tenting in the barely black sheer nylon as Anne nervously moved down towards it. She began to pull the tights over it but I stopped her and told her to suck me through the nylon first.Anne began to lick the tip of my cock through the. Surprised, he put on his bath robe still soaking wet to see who was at the door.He was shocked to see Quinton standing outside the door with another familiar face, Gene Miller a regional manager from the west coast who had been with the company as long as Mark had been. Gene was a black man in his late 30's, tall but not as tall as Quinton, with a stocky, muscular build. Unlike Quinton, Gene sported a goatee and a short, trimmed afro with a fade as black men call it in the back and sides. Gene. My thoughts suddenly made a turn towards Janie. I suddenly felt a jolt of pure naughtiness come over me and I just began stroking harder and harder admiring Janie's tan yet tattooed scrumptious body. She was wearing a black bikini with red trim that barely covered her areolas and pussy lips. She slowly moved closer and stood closer and closer. She flipped her long hair and grabbed my cigarette from me. She took a long drag and blew out the smoke as if it were frustration for the things to come.. Now."Bodie felt very warm. Sweat poured from his body. Thechanges were very slow at first. He got slightly smaller. Hisarms became slender. His hair grew. He got slightly smaller.His hips expanded. His hands narrowed. He got slightlysmaller. He grew breasts. The breasts got larger. Thetexture of the light changed from his perspective as his eyeswent from brown to blue. He got slightly smaller.Then the changes sped up. He shrunk six inches. Hisclothes changed from a t-shirt and jeans to a.