He was the fourth generation Weller to head the law firm. They were our city’s ‘royal family’. Old Mr. Weller probably liked the idea of a no-tr...ousers party because, at the age of seventy, he still jogged four miles every day. He didn’t need to worry about having ugly legs. In fact, practically everyone downtown had seen him jog past wearing only running shorts. Too many others, though, were not as active, and the event committee debated for hours about attendance and whether we were excluding. He got up to check on the supper he was cooking for us. Fuck!!! who wants supper? not me that's for sure, I will fill my pussy with him, and then eat him. I definitely am in no need of food. But I sit there sipping my wine, I sit like the perfect lady, My hair shimmering down my back, I flick it over my shoulders, he looks at me knowingly, he knows I am trying to act cool, he knows by my arching back and lifted pelvis that I am ready. He brings me more wine, pours himself a drink.. ooh boy,. ."Kevin was almost cheerful. "Why?"Cheryl, all of a sudden, had a masculine voice. "Because you wanted to make love with me, and now you can. I can't believe you, of all people, didn't know." You're a... man? But how?" I can't believe I had you fooled all this time. I was a victim of the test of a reversible virus a long time ago, and it didn't work. Only changed me enough to sound female and look it from a distance. They're supposed to change me back eventually, though. For now they gave me a. " Actually, she's a small woman. I've seen her in the showers. You remember what Lisa looked like?" Yeah." Well, Maria looks just like her, only smaller. All the right curves, cute ass, nice tits, the whole package." Why doesn't she dress more like a girl and less like a kid? Everybody would laugh if I hung around with her." Well, Janet's talking to her about that. Come have lunch at our table today and see if you're interested in one another. If she likes you I'll bet that she'll be dressed.