She had to have her. Whilst continuing to make polite conversation with her group of friends, Kirsty now constantly had one eye on the dance floor as... she meticulously analysed Sophie’s movements. She looked on in envy as gradually a throng of male admirers being to assimilate to where her and her friends were dancing. Eventually she saw her chance. She rose to her feet as she noticed Sophie slowly traversing towards the bar for another drink. “Hey nice moves over there,” said Kirsty,. Her breathing became easier and she generally felt younger. She saw that her hands had become smooth and unblemished, and she touched her face to find it free of wrinkles. Charlie turned to look at her and she saw that the image on the computer screen was now herself as she had looked in her early twenties."You were never much to look at, were you?" commented her captor. She blushed and looked down. "Oh, don't worry. I'm not done yet. Not by a long shot."Charlie continued typing. She felt her. The other guy, Brice, was never there when that happened but I was glad he did that. He would ask me if I liked it and I of course said I did. It was really long and thick and had one of those beautiful, thick circumcised heads that made you want it in your mouth.One day about a week ago, Bret was laying on his couch watching TV and I was over there at his request picking up after a weekend party. It always makes me mad when they come over and tell me to do something like that, but of course I. John was entertaining was with stories and bar tricks. I could see that Donna was getting a little drunk and the conservation turned to sex. John got right into the conversation with us. The restaurant bar closed at 12:00 A.M. and John was finished at that time. Donna invited John to join us back at our place so that we could continue the evening. I knew where the evening was leading and I was turned on. John told us that he had to close up and ring out the register but that he would join us in.