“Tell me you’re my little whore.” I breathed, keeping up my full pace.“What?” It sounded like perhaps she didn’t hear me.“Tell me ... yo...u’re my ... cheap, little, useless, cocksleeve whore!” I panted emphatically, shoving my cock inside her extra deep to really make sure she got the point.“Aaron, stop.”I blinked and immediately froze where I was. I had to take a second to process that answer before sliding back out of her and standing before her as she gathered her breath.She told me to stop.. I finally unbuttoned her blouse and slowly took it off her. I unsnapped her bra and let it fall away. I took her beautiful, shaped breasts and held them, gently caressing them her nipples hardened, and I pinched them. Eve let a squeak escape her lips. She was beginning to feel aroused now. I laid her down on her back. I started to kiss her nipples and breasts with more fervor.I traced kisses down her tummy, and as I got to her belly button, I slowed myself. I slowly unbuttoned her jeans, one. "When we first decided on the spells effects and stored it, the book wegot it from suddenly disintegrated. That's why we were pretty sure itwould work."Sarah, the ever practical one said, "I think we need to find out who Philis now, where he, I mean she, lives now, take her home and try and figureout where we all stand in this new reality.It was at this point I realised I had a yellow purse in my right hand. Iopened it up and found a driving license. Instead of Philip Jameson I wasnow Sophie. Spectacular shades of blue ... but blue. The blues lasted a long time.I was 35 when I died.The heart attack was pretty severe. I fell off a 24 four foot ladder. When I was aware again, I was talking to a Wyoming State trooper at the stoplight at the corner of US -16 and US -16 Truck Route, Newcastle, Wyoming."You need to get out of the truck, sir," he said."I can't," I replied."Have you been drinking, sir?" he asked."No, I'm having a heart attack and I doubt that I can stand," I slapped my.