There was no way Chris would have chosen to turn into a girl, but nowthat he'd done it by accident he saw no reason not to at least have alittle fun w...ith it. After all, this was an opportunity he'd never haveagain.Chris hurried to the nearest bathroom, pausing to look between the onefor boys and girls. He grinned mischieviously before going into thegirls bathroom, deciding that he might as well take full advantage ofthis."Hell," he chuckled to himself, "I think a visit to the girls lockerroom. She only smiled at him and winked, her eyes flicking down to his pants to measure his hard on through the material. He needed her, it was more than just want now. He needed to plunge his cock into her, he needed to feel her; her moisture, her heat. Now was his chance, his moment. She was here now, and she was here for him. "Cass," he murmured. Looking up at her with longing in his eyes, his voice husky with need. She pressed a long, slender finger to her lips and he nodded his understanding,. I didn't have a gun, and he had a rifle." What else is dinged?" the MD asked, his tone having changed, now to something more like professional admiration. Ben nodded, stood up, and began loosening his belt. The MD shot a look at Sandy, who stood impassively, having made no move to look away or get closer. He narrowed his eyes, then nodded, as Ben lowered his pants to show his upper thigh."Now, that wasn't a bullet, that's shrapnel," Parks said."Actually, sir, it was bullet fragments. Nine. ”“That’s fine; it’s just the way some people are. So you know what a dominatrix is?”“I’ve heard of them.”“That’s one side of her. I admit: one of the benefits to me is that it’s turning the tables on you. Sauce for the gander, and all of that. So this dominatrix thing is one side of her. For her...”Livia needed to think for a moment. “For this side of her, she’s not into that black leather thing. She goes for the strict professor, or the strict female manager look.”“What is that like?”“Are you.